Returning to where it all began hot springs
The colour of your eyes crystal aqua glittering
Diamonds piercing my skin to peer get a glimpse
Of my interiors furnished with silent emotions
I will not allow myself to express, compelled
By an intricate defiance permeating my being
To protect me from deceptive enrapturing insanity
As you sweep me off my feet with the words
You cannot impede yourself to utter in my ear,
Waiting for a reaction shuddered by my muteness
Leaving me in dismay all I can finally say
‘Baby I like your shirt’ you comprehend, embrace me
Hinting at a smile, though you long for more
You want me all to yourself, forcibly holding my wrists
Down striving to quell the brawl burst out inside me
Your waters are too hot to extinguish flames
Let go of me before I repent, escape and never
Allow myself to feel this way again, as Baby,
I do love your shirt.
[Featured photograph: Saturnia hot springs, Tuscany, Italy]