I need you

Touch me gently
with your caressing mitts
oh, it feels so good
just like a diminuendo fugue
playing in a forlorn cage,
like the blue azure
curtaining the heinous shadow,
like the beginning of spring
or the chortling gust,
your touch is a conjuring trick
there’s an enchanter behind that mask
I see it,
I see you,
I need you.
Let that suave beam
suck away all my vacuous theories
and create a vacuum
to stow devotion
for all mortal beings,
oh, that beam illuminates my world
for me, to balance on the trail according to hoyle
that surpassing beam
I see it,
I see you,
I need you.
Look at me lovingly
I am beautiful to you
you scan me consummately
so tell me what’s wrong?
am I flawless?
as pellucid as you?
am I enticing?
or brilliant like you?
your eyes consume my sorrows
but I want to be like you
you are immaculate
yes, I see it,
I see you,
I need you.