Let me in.

Hidden from my gaze,
your sweet scent lingers.
I am not invited in,
not provided with a golden key.
I can, but watch
twirling rhythm of thoughts surround you.
I can, but seek
to dive into your world of words.
Never-ending letters,
that form beautiful picture puzzles in your mind.
Let me in.
Oh, let me in.
Let us sail across the sea of comfort.
Lifted up in spiritual harmony,
by each others embrace.
Let me love you,
oh my cleaver, beautiful man.