Late at night, when the stars find their way through the blinds on my window, and the shadows decide to crawl into my soul, your velvet voice and luscious scent chase my dreams away.
Because my love for you can only exist in the dark.
It's been awhile since I've seen your face in all that it is -- your inviting dimples, the flecks of gold in your eyes, the pinkish tones in your lips -- and I can't take much more of it.