…I cannot look away

You are a storm in my soul
you distract me
you are everywhere
in all the passing places
the rising of the dawn
the melting of the day
the star set sky
the stark breathless beauty
you are there
I cannot look away

I hear your voice
it rings in my memory
echoes in swirling morning mists
and heavy evening shrouds
you are the surging of an orchestra
you lift me up
shut out everything but you

you soar with the birds
and carry my heart
you run with the river
and I drown in your eyes
you are salty seaside breezes
I feel you on my skin and take you in
you are the ocean roaring and surging
and I am lost in you

you are there
in the perfume of a rose
and the heady scent of jasmine
I breathe you in and taste you
like an exotic foreign fruit
an assault on my senses
bittersweet and addictive

you are my secret pleasure
my sweet obsession
like a velvety elixir
you slide within me
burn me with your touch
as you possess me
you hold me in your gaze
I cannot look away
like a moth to a flame
I am drawn to you

you are inescapable
perilous
my destiny
and my destruction

© Ann Bagnall