Whispered Nights

Take my hand
my heart and soul
become as one
two halves are now whole-

Play as soft music across my skin
touch me in ways I have never seen
hauntingly beautiful
as some sweet sin-

I feel as though heat
which rises so high
when as fire
your hand caresses me nigh-

Kisses sweet as wine
in our lovers embrace
encompass our hearts and our minds
lovers for all

Poetry written by Angel Elmoghazy, 2009 Page Design: By Bobette Bryan
Music: "Precious, Original Composition, (c) 2003 by Bruce De boer.
Used with permission."