You want her to crave you
with the same desire as you do,
look at you, with a thousand questions,
and answers in your eyes,
in the meadows of a promised eden,
she awaits,
a whispered promise,
tainted by your shadow,
shredding its skin,
she's becoming pristine,
the wind carries her scent,
drawing you in,
an enchanting lullaby,
you let go,
it gently takes over,
becoming one with you