Tim's Poetic Liscense

Moonlight awakening

Last night left an indelible immpression on me,

Such that I am no longer able to spell impression,

I find your kiss addictive,

And your hips seductive,

You aroma enticing,

See you speaking delving deeper,

Wondering what you are seeking,

Minds cross thought gaps,

Vacant stares,

No silence

Warm Yellow hues,

Kissed sunrises,

Moonlite goodnights,

And poetic early rises,

You want what you cannot have,

Because its already here,

You run in fear of the unknown, when you already know,

All the seedy details,

Crucify a microscope and all you get is a lense reflecting light backwards.