Sleepless Nights ( I P )

To journey to my other world
where passions ebb and flow like waves...
though in my bed of warmth I bathe,
swirling thoughts of fancy wash over me,

your approach lucid in the shadows
eyes of the bluest azure to entrance,
effortlessly you slip beneath the sheets,
heedful of the curves of my willowy form,

I fall into the eagerness of flames bright
where fire burns in dead of night,
though sleepless nights take hold of me
I need to loose control – stimulate my soul,

we search effortlessly encouraged – anticipating,
two wanderers seeking to trigger a spark,
perfume lingers against gentle folds of skin,
the places that you like to go – await your touch,

then observe with anticipated gaze,
holding tight we ride the waves,
understanding we are joined,
like two sides of a silver coin,

but our journey ends, we adhere fuelled –
nourished minds sleepy as a drifting haze,
to glimpse ardent passion raised,
oblivion overflows – darkness does enfold.