30 January 2013
Feverish and brilliant, Eyes the green of seas, Lips like bows of ruby red, You'll bring me to my knees.
Bewitching and something apart, A heaven in its right, A touch, so soft and tremulous, I keep it through the night.
Where your hand was there's a burn, Through to my heart and back, And when you're gone and I'm alone, That very heart does crack.
You. • Opuss № I