You smile with such angelic virtue, bewitching and entangling me.
Your skin graces the light of the moon and the stars envy your eyes.
I wish to be forever astray inside of you, eternally a vagabond within you.
You smile with heavenly fervor, eagerly ensnaring me in all that you are.
I can hear your artful laugh through these paper thin walls.
I meet my desirous fate to be your nameless, faceless, vagrant.
You set my eyes ablaze with your celestial glow.
The world is vain and insipid without you.
When you perish, you will leave a cloudless vestige of something both spellbinding and enigmatic.