Brightzilian

I long to hold you tight, You alone make me feel right. Whispered soft in my ear like a dream, You came to me like a samba stream. In the deepness of the night you light up my sky, Can't get enough of you, but I want to try. This endless passion can never be fed, I don't feel the thorns as you blossom red. Far beyond any reason or rhyme, I am yours until the end of time. Poem by Josh