You drift in like a storm,
disturbing the silence of my night.
Deep currents run turbulent,
sparks dancing along my spine.
Your presence here
stills the hands of time.
Your arms are my shelter.
In the coldest night,
I offer myself
in sweet surrender.
Your body smolders with passion.
Your kisses melt my resistance.
I have no will, no intention to fight.
I’m poured out like a drink offering -
the wine of sensual delight.