The moments crawl past
As darkness digs its claws in deeper;
Yet, I cannot slumber-
I’m enervated, tempted,
Tormented by desire.
I close my eyes to shut all out,
But find your face
Smiling coyly up at me;
The twinkle in your star-like eyes
Simply steal my breath, trust me!
I pass my fingers lightly over
The slightly disheveled bed-cover,
While the brown softness of your skin
Is what my fingers truly desire.
The smokey kohl in your love-lit eyes,
Those trembling lips under my fingers,
Your perfect dimples and raven curls-
Are enough to set my heart on fire.