Darkened room
Dimly lit candle
Flickering to the beat
The beat of the nights love
Gentle soft breathe
Pulled passionately
Softly
Across the neck
Tingling touch
Upon the hips
Shivers down the spine
Uncontrollable twitches
Joined,
Deeply,
Sweating and moaning
Breathing as one.
Painful pleasure
Locks pulled so tight.
Gentle ecstasy
Mmmmmm
Reaching for…….
Again shes gone
Empty arms
Love is dead..
Night after night you dream of someone in your arms only to feel the loneliness of hugging pillows and air.