Adonis

You move me, your eyes convey the secret. The key encrypted in your glare. You arrived on a bed of stars, past constellations, across the astral plain. Your lips a tinge of rosebuds. As soft as their petals, I can only dream. This feeling, rooted deep like a tree of myrrh. Your emerald windows, make carnate passions flare. Your following holds your shrine, your pedistal holds idle to me. Idolization is not my aim... you serve of a higher purpose. Cunning in all you do, I am under your spell. You stand tall in romanesque perfection. Your demeanor, regal, yet you treat others with equality. All the more to want you as my own. Even if Hades claimed you, to the underworld and back... all for you. Just let me know if your chariot has a place for me, and together we can sail the sky.