The Seasonal Construct Cup

May Prompt #19

Like a fire in your eyes
a moth to a flame
The aroma of perfection
so fierce, as you inhale
Your blood pumps faster
exhaling emotions
Thrusting your feelings,
with lightening speed
Through your body
because of seeing them
With all that you are,
you'd die for them
They are glass
never plastic
Something so real,
it terrifies you
Yet your desire
from your mind, and soul
Tells you it's right
Yes, they are the one
Yearning, for their touch
their lips against yours
Bodies intertwined together
by a swirl of thoughts
Intense and powerful
this is what you do to me.