I am rekindled
By the mist
As I dance
On shadows
Of muddled dreams.
By the mist
As I dance
On shadows
Of muddled dreams.
In the light of the
Blood-red moon,
I am awoken
By a slow burning need
As your fingers
Ignite a dormant flame.
Your whispered breath
Against my fragile skin
Calms my
Tempered heart
In the break of the
Quiet dawn.
You sing to my soul
With your patient fingers
And heated lips,
As you write poetry
On my skin
With urgent words
Of endless passion.
Your desire grows
As you devour
My succulent
Sweetness
In the lingering
Morning dew.
In your arms,
I surrender
My aching body
To caressing hands
And fevered kisses,
As you embrace
My distant soul
And dented halo.