Apollo's Resurrection

Apollo's Resurrection

Rising from the ashes
Turbulently imploding as if from a volcano
As if a deity he'll be!
He's my world my all my everything!
But of course, that's precisely what he'll be 
He might as well be, my god my life
my religion, how I adore, He
Apollo I whisper, what's to be,
At his alter I worship morn noon and night
Deeply ingrained within me
Holding, on to my heart's, his...
My body trembles beneath, his hands
Desire upon desire...
I kiss his mind!
Apollo lies close to me my body's in
the extremities...
Ischia says he, make love to me! 
His hands sent shivers down my spine
Nothing changes at least
He has the touch!
And I surrender, taking me to someplace
Before I haven't been;
Before me, vibrant colours
Hallucinating I may be
As I think with my body
My mind refuses to see, belongs to, he
not at all in sync with me...
Dragging this primitive being
Residing within me...
Apollo, come and love me like
All my yesterdays
When loving was our way;
Ischia! You belong to me!
Looking into his eyes I see a being
Way above me
For he is my god, I have no religion
the air that I breathe
The dreams that I dream
Wondering why am making love to he
And with, him I ride oceans high
Skimming the waves, along with me
Opium to my blood he'll be
Adrenalin high oh dear lord have pity on me
For I love, he!! ...
He's embedded deeply within me
Very innovative Apollo's outside,
The box, thinking ingeniously...
And along with he goes I, intrinsically
With every fibre of my body, I love He 
Ischia, Ischia Ischia calling me
Beneath my skin, you'll be
Go not away from me
I'll crawl and die a thousand deaths 
Ischia!
That Aura the light in his eyes
Too much to bear!
To lose, he!
I come alive at his touch, calling his name
Apollo, love me...
Ischia, Ischia gazing at me
That timber in his voice, so fetching
I loved him with all I had in me
It takes every ounce of me, not to walk away
To sleep to dream whispering softly in his ear
Go sleep, go sleep
Kissing his mind's eye!