Love, How Often I Think Of You

Love, how often I think of you
Remembering you without seeing you
Only from the scent of your fragrances
A pleasant scent placing me under your spell
I loved only the scent of you
Blind folded, I loved you without knowing I did;
I remember the taste of your kiss
As our lips touch, my heart stops
Breathing was imaginary, as our souls watch
It was like kissing a goddess in your likeness
You stood before me, you took control like the
Queen that you are; recognizing me as your king
I knew your intentions were good
Anxiously waiting for the first time
Me and you, sweet loves divine
Holding many contradictions, two loves in such
Burns like a flame on a burning torch
Dominates like a wildfire in the forest
Overpowering me by afar with the flame being
A symbol of your control and out fiery passion,
A passion that is immortal throughout time
It will be able to be clouded
In the sun eternally;
Will be able to be dried
In the sea momentarily;
Will be able to be broken on the axis of land
As a weak crystal, all will happen
It will be able to die and
To cover me with its funeral crepe;
But never in me, will it be able to
Put out the flame of your love
That is buried within me so deep