Blue Days, Black Nights

Days are often blue wondering why,
Nights are black in unused passion,
This body yearns for a man's touch,
And not more "Got to go, good-bye".

I gave all I could give to make it right,
But never enough it seems for love,
Left alone in this unforgiving space,
Must it happen again tonight?

I dream of hands caressing my hair,
Legs interlaced amongst the sheets,
Bodies moving with sensual grace,
Tender kisses placed where we dare.

Come back to me and let me elevate,
Your mind, heart, and soul again,
Let us bathe in moonlight and dew,
My tenderness can only escalate.

No blue days or black nights of fear,
Misbegotten youth play their games,
Adults have not a need to play into it,
Regret not an adventure taken my dear.

January 17, 2003