Surge Fist

Words need not slip from your lips

For your beckoning smile

Enthralls even the astral angels

How much more then

Is it for a mere mortal to resist?

Of the truths in this world

Only of your beauty is unfazed

Forged from the extremes, fire and ice

Such unworldly jewel

That gods themselves desire

Hair that blankets the night sky

Eyes that illuminate the day

You who make eternity stop
Incarnating the heavenly skies

Making dawn and dusk unite

If to gaze upon you is a sin

Then let perdition upon me befall

This feeble body may rot and perish

But my spirit, ever will hold

For my soul only with you can be at ease