Sweet nothings whispered in my ear

make me long for more of your words to hear

this night.


Beating hearts, mingling divine.

Spirits stirring; sip my wine

in weakness.


Clinging to your hope and desire.

Feeding the ever-surging heat of fire

within me.


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

so unwillingly.


And the worries begin to fade…