Bliss, Zorii so illuminous and willing. So beautiful and cunning. She moves with a style and ease. Her caresses so wild and loving, her hair and eyes so clear and inviting. She runs with abandon and longing. So close and yet so far.

In the way she moves, in the way she talks, in the way she endeavors to love and to live. Blissful and beguiling.

The love grows as the love shows. The love moves as it ebbs and flows. The love is the love of eons of longing and needing.

Oh Zorii Bliss, so wonderous and so unknown. She is an enigma made whole. Flesh so soft and so powerful, so meaningful and new.

Oh Bliss, oh Zorii. You break hearts in your wake as the tides on the wind. Why does she deceive me and leave me wanting her so?