Cradle my cerebrum.
Fuse our hemispheres.
Wear the crown of my soul's kingdom.
To create droughts of tears.
Disappear the lonely years.
Your touch is,
necessity of nourishment,
for my groaning hungry skin.
Use the bark of my bones,
to build a castle we may dwell within.
Our souls of destiny entwine and collide.
You crash into my heart with every lunar tide
Unbreakable bliss,
from the prescious pierce of a single kiss.