Living in the spaces between letters
our images like silhouettes dancing
to the sweet harmony that our hearts beat
your hands in mine as we melt in the lines
of forgotten words that our lips spoke
that lightly travel and caress our skins
sending such lovely shivers down our spines.
What I wouldn’t give to go back and relive
those forgotten lines we’ve shared
whispered in the darkness of our desires
tracing a path to where our souls reside.
and if I could make time turn back
back to that moment when our hearts first collide,
I’ll ask you to stay and let the sparks fly
surrounding us with their infinite glow
where we’ll bask in each others warmth
that melts the coldness in our hearts.
i will lie by your side and watch you deep in sleep,
loving the way my hands cradle your head as you
put your trust in me.
these moments when everything is right with the
just the two of us, loving every single moment that
our hearts have in store for us.
until the morrow comes and we’ll go back to a world
where we can’t do anything but be apart,
waiting for the end that we often speak of in dreams,
where we are the ones who will write our happy
we shall own the night, tonight of all nights,
we will make it listen to our beating hearts.
the fires we shall conjure will banish the shadows
and we will play in its heat as it sears
the very essence of our being as we collide
like the distant stars in the horizon.
we shall own the night and make it last,
until we have satisfied our hungry hearts,
with the things that we crave the most,
the touch and feel of desire that course through us.
as we gaze up into the starry backdrop of this night
where we shall belong to one another
both in body and soul until the night slowly dwindles
and fade into nothingness.