I wish to find you where the sky meets the ocean's edge. I wish to paint sunlight on your skin and whisper the song of a lightly-breaking wave into your soul. I wish to bathe in your essence and, when the Sun finally sets, lay nestled in your arms needing nothing but your heat beating in my year and the certainty of your hand on my chest.

That fire in your heartGrowing into an inferno?Set it freeConsume meLeave nothing of me that the wind can't scatter.

Sometimes I get lost in the familiar silence of aloneness. I hear the nothingness of my breath playing in the rough spaces of my memory, a wanting tale from an artist holding a longing brush against a canvas not always his own. There, the dream revived, I say her name - a prayer that echoes eternally in my chamber.

If I have a final word in this life,Let it be of my love for you.If I have but one last deed,Let it be one of my pure devotion to you.If I have but one last breath,Let it be used to say your name.

The grip of emotionEbbs and flows like an ocean tide,My head nestled In prayerUpon your breast,It is the way.

A man who loves her must be fierce. Not against the outside world, but against the beasts within him. Only a man who can defeat those is worthy of her heart.