You call me
in the night.
I come to you,
gently pressing
my lips to yours.
You whisper your
desire softly
in my ear,
your pleas clinging
to my soul
like fiery vines.
And each time your
body brushes mine,
I taste a bit of
heaven.
As I fold you
into the warmth
of my arms,
we scale heights
that are too great
to fathom.
And after we gently
wind down,
we embrace rapture anew
through the ecstasy of
being together,
the bliss of knowing
that I'm yours
and you're mine.