She Comes

I am a full moon of emotions, waxing and waning, upon the nigh sky. Deluded clouds of crimson vapors of the soul engulf me, swallowing my thoughts in a sea of caring and love. I long for her, darkness, to take me in and cradle my heart. It beats with ecstastic energy at the notion of being 'one' yet again. Vesuvius of the soul, I erupt.