Marooned

I wish I could tell you my thoughts
and let you in on the secrets I carry
close to my heart, like cherry blossom’s
kiss to the spring.

I wish my hands could travel along
your skin and you could feel the need
they have for you, like hummingbird’s call
for the flowers nectar.

I wish I could let my soft lips seek yours
and whisper the passion that flows through
my body like ravishing molten lava.

I wish my eyes could tell you the desperate
desire that now controls my soul, like a fire
consuming a quiet forest.

I wish you could finally feel the heat of my
devotion as sweet, wet dew embraces you
while our love is marooned in the still, dark night.