When I am with her I don't feel alone, even though she can't utter a single word. Just her company in solitude is all that matters. The intoxicating scent rising from her gently caresses my lips and all the worries of the world seem to fade away. She doesn't judge me for being the way I am, I feel accepted and welcome with all my imperfections and shortcomings. She doesn't question my ways, my thoughts, my insecurities or my feelings about her. Around her the warm dry wind seems a cool gentle breeze. The world seems a quieter place.
I know she'll be the cause for my demise, still I can't get the thought of her touching my lips and filling my body with her aroma out of my mind. Just once more.... is the only thing on my mind. She burns for me without a sigh! Where else can such intimacy be found!
I tried replacing her with someone else for my own good but it just wont happen. All i can say is she is worth dying for.
