Like ocean deserts in my soul's vivarium
your love conspires with my kidneys and acts
as a reservoir.
Your delinquent love consumes my loathe.
My obscured thoughts are under oath.
The memento of our intimacy tempted history
to be today and the future to be yesterday's tomorrow.
This is a legacy of our hearts' simultaneous metronome.
You are the reincarnation of my emotions in physical,
no wonder we have such an emotional bond.
The revival of your love is a fond
of my heart. My mind perception is blond,
My mental habitation of hatred washed itself in a dry pond.
The echo of your love is my heart's rhythm.
Your love exploration is my longevity,
you are my emotional outpouring lithe.
You inject my blithe with a touch of elixir, no myth.
Oxygen is the odour of your love, so I need to love
you in order to exist and breathe.
Whenever I utter I spittle the colour of your love.
You provide me with everything so I will never starve.
Like poetry intoxication you have got me inebriated with passion,
the occupation of your love in me is more pervasive than the flow
of blood in my veins.
Together we communicate with sounds of silence.
In visible electromagnetic wavelengths
your love has its colour.
Everyday I ponder upon your magnificence.
Your inspirational imagination, so immense,
causes my vision to create a physical appearance of my words
so they can walk, talk and speak for themselves.
I am left wandering but not lost,
fantasising, scrutinising and chewing frost.
This robust instantaneous seeds grow without compost,
They just take hold of me and I'm found lingering in the tempest
of radical spirits intertwined with memories of you,
when we used to play in the the outskirts of the morning hue.
@cryptoprofessor