desire to love, be loved
hold tight the encompassing
moon of fate
lying nude under beckoning angst
raptured in comforting arms
holding tight
lovers abode
shadows weep window trace
coolness drifting along
heated bodies embraced
sleep easy rest
Dreaming haze
passionate, forsaken
rising sun, transfixed light
she turns to the lover
not of hearts' pine
eyes closed
muted
lovers entwine
mourning kiss of dew
