Sitting under a sea of stars, Searching the black velvet sky For lost dreams of you Whispers of your poems are carried On the gentle summer breeze Reminding me that I can only Have you dreams The unending nights Your smooth moves Hot and heavy kissed Touches that burning my skin The witch laugh and cackles She takes pleasure from my pain She listens for the sound my heart breakingΒ She places one last curse upon me To see nothing but your eyes In each dream I have Now all we share is the night like the moon and the stars We are miles apart and I am Left never to feel the one touch i Crave the most.
While on lockdown I have been spending some time with my poetry and learing how to make it better