Sweet nothings whispered in my ear
make me long for more of your words to hear
Beating hearts, mingling divine.
Spirits stirring; sip my wine
Clinging to your hope and desire.
Feeding the ever-surging heat of fire
Passion takes on lover’s feign
creating worries, wondering what it is you mean
with your thoughts.
Shadows cast from sunlight’s beams,
darkness engulfing, unsteadying dreams
But you are there, in the shadows – no light,
to snag me back from my mind’s might
And the worries begin to fade…