At the quiet hours of a starless night
In a hushed town
I wait for you in a cafe in a crowded street
Wanting to tell you

You are the warmth of summer
In the vast lands covered in snow and hail
That melts the glaciers
Turning them into rivers that run free

I was yours
But sometimes you were mine
Beautiful and innocent as this may be
I bury the passion inside

The last time when we met
For a brief moment, I felt a shiver run through me
The heat pulsate from within
A hunger for your sensuous lips

I wish I would have said something
But I'm afraid my heart wouldn't let me
Yet, you are calm and tempered
Gasping as you read this, nudging me to write

I remember what you wore that day
The burning sensation inside
Doesn't fade into the endless ether of memories
I need you now, more than ever

Let me hold you till you are left breathless
Gushing into you and gnashing your *******
Away from the world around
Covering your lithe figure with my scent

Unable to get you off my mind
Under the pale moonlight
I write for you on this starless night
As my poems slowly become void of life

Yet, you still love them
And so I channelize the fire
Letting my poems speak for me
Revealing my darkest desires to you