Darkness falls, each evening..
Your image appears in my mind
in the dwindling light;
in delicious feelings of elation,
or in painful loneliness.
The sky painted in bright colours,
temporarily brightens my spirits,
but night falls without fail;
quiet, dark, sober,
covering my soul
in delicious feelings of elation,
or in painful loneliness.
The sky painted in bright colours,
temporarily brightens my spirits,
but night falls without fail;
quiet, dark, sober,
covering my soul
with blankets of October.
The nights are longer,
the days shorter.
Trees are orange and gold,
preparing for the long, dark cold.
But I search your beloved image,
to fill my soul with joyous delight.
I imagine...
Your presence;
the aroma of your skin;
your voice in tender refrain;
your tender touch;
your sensual lips
in kisses divine,
like precious, mature wine.
Come to me , my love,
fulfill my deep desire,
embrace my soul
with the music of your being,
in perfect harmony.
Photo by Tisha
