d e l i r i u m

Looking into your eyes,
I'm haunted by their
sea-blue glow of love.

Your soul speaks in soft whispers,
my pulse quickens,
and there are no words
to describe this
losing the minutes, the seconds, the hours
in a whirlwind of famished emotions;
entangling our souls with
this connection, this magic
we share.

I'm hypnotized
by the sound of us;
listening to your heart beat
and my own
heart fluttering

being with you
in the moment, without words
loving you--
this delirium.


© 1999 by Erin D. Conroy. All rights reserved.

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