poem about romance

YOU

You are the one whom I fear to meet each day
and yet I cannot wait until I do.
I know the pain will come
I know the choking in my throat 
of the words that are never spoke.
I know of your lust for me
  but never seek it out ,
though the slightest taste
 will leave me weak and mindless.
I have no other world but you. 
Your smile is my sun. 
Your eyes my stars .
Your face my moon .
Your touch and warm caress 
my earth and food.
Tis thee , my love. 
And would I add a visage that would haunt me 
in my loneliness like a nightmare in my dreams,
most certainly it would be yours.

Athena Beauchamp