My fingers tremble over her graceful, aged face.
Her smile that hides beneath flushed lips,
emanate repressed thoughts that remain left unsaid.
I can only yearn to fully engulf myself in her timeless bounty.
Sometimes, when I lay alone in my room,
I laugh inside and welcome this woman
as my eternal sunshine in this everlasting splendor.
Every year that passes by, threads itself into our unbreakable bond.
She found me in a sea of moving, lifeless figures and set me apart.
At any moment, she can utterly tear me apart.
This I knew from the very start. She is the growing fire in my heart
that should never be dampened nor destroyed.
My hunger grows deeper.
Age has no explanation.