Hi Hilary
I am your secret admirer. You will never know who I am but I must tell you of the endless depth of my admiration for you and the beauty you create with your presence and your every move.
It is a visceral lust I feel for you and your glorious form. You have an unparallel beauty that inspires my desire. I would wish to speak of my love in terms of noble aims where you become the muse of my dream and thought. But it is as basic as human desire.
So my thoughts are told anonymously, you may mail me (cloudless@fsmail.net) but I doubt you would have any desire to do so. Know only that you are magnificent and desired.
Your body is a rhythm slowly ebbing
It's soft resonance through all sympathetics.
Pervading it's deep sonorous quality
Into every soul, in endlessly rhyming hypnotics.
Your mind is a melody high and strong,
Weaving the intricacies of intervals into a perfect phrase,
Then mellifluously lifting to an immaculate songs
Dancing it euphorically within the rhythms maze,
A dance which is ever changing, rising first to clarion thoughts,
Then soaring beyond the comfort of belief into a flight
Of improvisation, falling then from the grasp of the mind:
The loss to be regained in a dream where sound, soul and spirit unite.
Your countenance, your paralinguistics
Are the harmony, the beauteous decant.
The sensuous aesthetics of which, with ecstatic joy,
Even the melancholic, would enchant.
Your, presence, in the radiance of which
I am transformed to a synaesthesic,
Is the symphony of crystal cadence where
Form and truth become the glorious acoustic.