The nite comes quickly like a thief robbing
the last rays of the day-
I close my eyes and see you smiling-
as you gently brush my hair away.
I feel your breath on my cheek as your
fingers linger in my hair-
I smell your cologne -so enticing- it's
almost like you are really there.
Your fingers feel like feathers as they
softly cascade down my arm-
Leaving trails of fire in its wake - you
totally engulf me with your charm.
The wind whispers softly as your lips
search for mine hungrily-
Your hand brushes my thigh and I
marvel at the ecstasy.....
Midnite shadows coming closer...
stealing your image away-
Leaving me alone again - yearning
for the pleasures of yesterday...
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Written By Linda M. Hill
