The night reaches out to me
Caressing my body and my thoughts
With memories once vivid,
Now struggling to be recalled
You saw corruption in my heart…
A veil gathered in a lifetime.
Was it protection,
Fear,
Emotions truly compromised?
I wanted more than sex,
Yet I coveted the moistness of your arousal,
The warmth surrounding my penetration,
Your soft moan as we joined in intimacy.
I thought I needed love,
The heart beat to that rhythm
It brought me to a precarious ledge
A cloud passed over the moment.
Confused or betrayed by the flesh.
What do I want?
What did I have?
Intimacy…
But not much more
Hardly anything at all…
Just the tip of your heart.
