No Eclipse

You are staring at the sun
Blindness in beauty and awe
Try to stop what has begun

Light that compares to no one
Can cause them but has no flaw
You are staring at the sun

Color exceeded by none
Wanting on but you withdraw
Try to stop what has begun

Danger not to be undone
Through my skin and eyes you saw
You are staring at the sun

The casing bursts from a gun
After the shot, hot and raw
Try to stop what has begun

Heat and glory outrun
Freeze in fear only to thaw
You are staring at the sun
Try to stop what has begun

Parade of I

I like it when I smell like you,
Imbued.
I cuddle close and let the scent accrue.

It's not the smell of your shampoo.
It is...just you. Silent, dirty, and nude.
I like it when I smell like you.

I watch your scent ball into dew,
Increase in strength, devour this mind, intrude.
I cuddle close and let the scent accrue.

In withdrawal my body's all askew.
Itching for a whiff I'm too broken to be viewed.
I like it when I smell like you.

In time you appear as if on cue,
Immediately ending the strife which has brewed.
I cuddle close and let the scent accrue.

I'll soak my skin with it, through and through.
In this motion I feel my rapture exude.
I like it when I smell like you.
I cuddle close and let the scent accrue.