It is twilight – that wonderful time between day and night
That the French call l’heure bleue – the blue hour.
As I look out over the water, the infinite horizon where it meets the sky
I wonder if you are looking at the sky now thinking of me
As I am thinking of you and remembering
Your kisses and caresses, your tender embrace
Warming me all night.
We drifted off to sleep when last together
After lovemaking so delicious that
Our orgasms left us both light-headed
Falling, dizzy, into a deep sleep
Utterly spent and content.
You woke me in the night
And took me again – took me
Because it was more savage, less sweet than before
Intense and quick, but no less satisfying.
Morning came, as it always does,
With the sun streaming in
And you waking me with yet more kisses.
When you are away, twilight always makes me
Think of you and of our nights and days together
Wanting to start all over again.
