Images of You

I must admit that
there are nights I lie awake
fantasizing on

what it would be like
if you were next to me, and
I could simply reach

over, touch your skin,
kiss your neck, your mouth, and feel
you deep inside me...

But I want more than
that. I want to be near you,
tell my thoughts, listen

to yours. I want to
laugh and cry in your arms. You
have an eloquent

way of speaking only
to me, and I never tire
of hearing your voice.

Entwined In The Stars

Can we wrap ourselves

in the soft blanket of night

and enjoy what we

Find? To hide with you,

wrapped in a mantle of stars,

away from the eyes

And ears of those who

would desecrate what transcends

beauty with lewdness;

To dance before an

audience of the unseen,

singing a song in

Your ear softly as

we move in a primative

rhythm together