satirically i wade into the abysmal sea of stars that tempt to flood my waning lungs, perchance; my body and soul alike witnesses to my entity drowning infinitely in their ephemerally shining graces. someone oh so lovely has spun me around in his web of delicate truths more softly than i rest my fatigued body on clouds in fabricated dreams. vision bonded, bound by a ball and chain helplessly to his beaming essence, just as the pleasant aurora of the sun and her raw rays of light blind, awaken me in late daylight hours. he delicately implores; i am compelled and lulled by his melodic cadences to yield to his prowess that lingers above me. he holds and caresses my unsound heart in foreign hands, gently tugging and playing its softened lyre strings so unknowingly - yet with a fiery vehemence that cannot be explained. when it comes to the deft captor and thief of my everblooming heart, infatuation reaches no limits.
