You I Did Not Know 05 Poem by Kira Bloom

How does the sun of your eyes, cast me into nightly dreams
and the realness of your touch, cocoon me in fantasies
Where my heart is strong, and my will is deep to simply
but greaty love, as you teach me to breathe
In a riddled world where your virant beauty blinds me from my solitude
Like the showers of spring your love cascades upon me
Cleansing the empty wanting of my soul
It seems it has called to you from its first breath
Though you I did not know.