A drop sits on my quivering lips,

you caress it tenderly,

and tune it into a sonnet.

Our fingers engage, swaying,

you pick me up in your gaze,

and turn it into a dance.

The moon serenades in my eyes,

you kiss the twinkling stars,

and wrap me in their blanket. 

Snowflakes hang from my strands,

you pluck them lovingly,

and needle pearls onto my dress.

My wet brow, arched, glistening,

you smell the salt hungrily,

and drown me in their sea.

You are the magician....

you mix my scars in your easel,

and my canvas comes alive.

You repose my faith....

in beyond the flesh, your wand,

my stairway to infinity...

Today, tomorrow and forever.