she appears always and only in her one guise
softly (gently?) it falls around me, I am heedful (needful?) and urgent
I have a name for her I cannot speak (voice?) it
knowing the echoes would disturb my calm and
shatter my peace
bring (drive?) me to my knees
take (steal?) my breath from me
rage so quietly (silently?)
spark and satisfy my fleeting dream...
Screw writing poetry
I just want to fuck her
