So Rare

Crisp cool autumn air.

A light mist and slight breeze.

I'm caught and I stare.

Into those eyes.

A lush fire inside of there.

A rush of peace, calm and ease.

Her face and smile so fair.

All I can feel is release.

Of all my pains and fear.

Time begins to cease.

And the world disappears.

She bites her lip to tease.

I'm now lost and don't care.

Her love is like a disease.

That I caught, so rare.

She then ask me please.

To take her, miles and miles away from here.

Our love is like a disease.

That we both caught, so rare.

We are now light years away from here.