Because we cannot know,

How long we are allotted,

When we become besotted,

We feel we need to consummate

The passion we feel,

Lest it abate!

I gaze upon the beauty

Of your form

I fight to breathe

Such is my need.

It knots my gut

Such is my lust.

I want to spend millennia

Running my fingers through your hair,

many millennia,

Showering you with gifts,

To show how much I care.

I want to walk

The world with you,

And bring our Earth

 to peace

a thousand life spans each

is the least that I would need

to prove beyond all doubt

the all consuming love I feed.

And as I touch my finger tips

Along cloud soft skin

My love grows more

As I ache to enter in.

I burn to melt

The hallowed ice

With my fire

Your very reticence

Drives my base desires.

I pray for your mind

To entwine with mine

Unite us together

To out pace time.

I beg you let us fuse

You have only your loneliness

To lose!