In the serene gardens
Of midnight,
Flowers bathe in
The light of your
Gentle touch.
You whisper kisses
Against my skin
And in the depth of
My whimpers,
I fall deeper into
Your soul.
Of midnight,
Flowers bathe in
The light of your
Gentle touch.
You whisper kisses
Against my skin
And in the depth of
My whimpers,
I fall deeper into
Your soul.
My name sounds
Like music as
It caresses
The soft flesh
Of your lips,
And the urgent devotion
Of your passion
Rips across the sky
Like summer thunder
Setting fire to the night.
Your arms embrace me
Like the orchid’s dew
In the break of
The crystal clear dawn
And I feel the melody
In my veins,
Beating in tune with
The budding desire
Aching in my core.
The silence surrounding us
Bombinates the air,
And your voice
Feels like fingertips
On my soul
As you trace your desire
With promises.
And suffuse my heart with need.
