LATE NIGHT POETRY
part 1, the seduction
softly, swiftly, you come to me
a sweet whispering breeze
playing with the tendrils of my hair
which I have loosened just for you
I hear a beckoning call
deep within my soul
as your presence glides across my flesh
curling into my being
I savor every moment
cherish every breath
lingering in the night air
in the intoxication that is you
come to me, come to me!
that I might live in the light of your eyes
that I might die in the warmth of your arms
knowing, at last, that I was not alone!
part 2, the rude awakening
but all too quickly, you have gone
a fleeting shadow in the night
so I must tidy myself up
for the demands of the world
again you have wandered away from me
leaving your voice to echo inside
a sorrowful chill creeps in
to all the places you used to be
life drags on
as I try to dull my senses
and hurry through my days
in the aching pain of your absense
a thought, an idea, a yearning dream
the wind has carried aloft my heart
and left me standing alone
in the cold, relentless march of time
-DKaddict, who's really annoyed at not being able to find the right color to fit the mood!!! 😡