Author: Daydreamer
Posted: August 26, 1999
The evening torments me Tantalizing sensations Why does heaven never last? The music of your softest sigh Why does heaven fade so fast? Moments pass as the wind Why is heaven in the past?
with your touch
in flames of fire I surrender
to your sweet embrace
capture me
control me
caress me
echoes in my mind
flute-like trills that
roll from your rounded lips
gossamer, ephemeral, exemplary;
And I am left alone
with your essence
burned into my skin