I crave
Your lips on my neck,
Your taste on my tongue;
A night that has no end.

Your scent in my nose,
The perfume you chose
And our lust, staining the bed.

Your moans in my mind,
Rewind as you mend,
While my clothes carry your hair,

Your hand clasped in mine,
Builds the strongest of shrines;
For love,
Until time rewinds