fall to my knees before you,
sinking to the lowest of positions,
if just to let you know
the contents of my heart. the emotions
swirling around me like a torrent.
lose myself, i want to lose myself.
lost myself and i became undone before you.

heartstrings plucked; a melody this heart
has only fantasized about.
you… my moon and stars…
i would gladly kneel before the celestial sky,
the conductor of love’s orchestra,
and pay homage to the spirit
which captures the soul of this poet.

collecting myself only to fall apart,
splintered asunder and mended again
by soothing hands and delighted smiles.
heavens above, i fall into embraces which
only throw me further into need of you.
fall back on the arms of desire,
punctuated by the caress of devotion.