Fragile as a flower shedding a tear of morning dew
becoming
warmths
embrace
my first taste of love was your lips
Lustful as fire angels tearing at the seams of night
temptress
to the
fireflies
our love burns brightest
Lost
in eyes of opal hues
this is what dreams are made of
On the canvas of my heart
your name
carved
immortal
Hugs, Diana...