passion

A Poem by Pandora

Vehement hunger stirs my mind to wake me from my conscious dreams
Incalescent waves of passion against which I am bound
Forsake me now, my gilded goddess. Whose heart like sapphire gleams 
Lead me to your splendored touch, my senses yet confound

Your visage haunts my mortal blood, while palms remain alone
I mourn your touch. My heart’s dirge trumpets slowly for your caress 
Memories bleeding through my soul without our dyad known
But hope still lingers ever forward while your heart I possess