
she rises in
my mind
like one
thousand suns,
rendering me
love-blinded,
as her gentle whispers
command my
attention
like
one thousand guns,
exploding my
wants,
and obliterating
every other
need.
her
beauty
haunts.
for,
i have kissed
her two lips
one thousand times,
and each kiss
could have
spawned
one thousand
rhymes,
and
a thousand
dreams,
filled with the
calming serenity
of
one times one thousand
moonbeams.