The eternal need:
The vast expanse of your limitless eyes
Do not quench but fuel my eternal need
The gaze they hold entwined between them
Do not quench but fuel my primeval desire
The dark depth of theirs, pregnant with promise
Do not quench but spark a wild fire in my being
As if burning through millennia, relentless, biblical.
Your eyes are stark nude. In them I see you.
In you I see us. In us I see ours. In ours I see the world.
When mine met yours, the primeval need turned into a want.
The want for absolute nudity,
A warm corner where I could be nude to reality.
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