You are everything. And nothing.
You are everywhere. And nowhere.
The light, the dark. Internally colored.
The shade of passion in your deep eyes.
Your eyes, my window. Abyssal pools of eternity.
Let me look.
Your body is my pencil.
Let me be your paper.
Write on into infinity's forever.
Yours, mine, us, and we.
No longer exist.
But one. Only one.
There is. A feeling.
Unexplainable, but wanted.
Wanted, but addictive.
Addictive, but acceptable.
Have I become dependent?
I hope so.
You are rare, like europium.
That metal, so rarely found.
As are you.
Your style, my style, ours, and we.
Become mine as I become yours.
Walk into my web. Be wrapped in my silk.
Be content.
Just us. Yours and mine.
Happy are we.