I must defend 

My consciousness 

Against her presence

Her voluptuousness,

Her eyes,

Her lips,

Her being;

It brings out

The unreasonable,

Desiring a boundless

Allotment 

Of kisses,

Of sights, 

Of round pronunciations;

To drown me, 

Confuse me,

And eventually 

Kill me:

What a sweet 

Death...