Listless, easy beams of cool, pale moon-glow
Subtly cast their radiant colors
Upon a stark palette of darkness.
They are bright fingers of light, 
Gently caressing your skin,
Igniting a rosy, smoldering glow within.

Clouds, faceless and imposing,
Sensing my vunerability
Mock me with animosity.
My heart, painfully upholstered 
On my sleeve, for all to see.

My emotions:
Fiery, fickle filaments
Carefully cultivated,
Alone in their naked state.
My love for you is maddening.
Your heady floral scent 
Is a stealer of reason.
On safari, in this jungle of wonder:
           YOU.