I hear your softest whispers
as you come into my dreams
You come to me so softly
just before the dawn
In that quiet time of dreaming
before night slips into morn
Your words are those of sweetness
they fill me with desire
When you tell me that you want me
you set my heart on fire
As you hold me so closely
hear the softness of my sighs
I feel your soft caresses
and melt into your arms
One more lasting kiss
I am completely disarmed
Your kisses are so tempting
Oh how can I resist . . .
It would be so lovely to surrender
and feel the pleasure of your charms
To give into my feelings
Take me, love me, I am yours . . .
But in the sobering light of morning
when I find that you have gone
I would have to ask myself
Where is your love?
Image: 'Alone' Pencil sketch with paint wash adapted from a picture by Dianne D.
