She lies in her bed, listening to the morning sounds
O the morning sun rose so elegantly
As her feet hit the floor
Her head is pounding from the nights lights
Wondering how she got home....

Trying to drink her sorrow away
One more drink did her in
The portal that penetrates her thoughts ...

Was a man of means she dreamed
A man of distinction so fine.....

Her secret desires and fantasies
Flows through her mind
Flashes of wanting all of him ...

Breathless as she romances
Brings to mind but is clouded too....

Trying to remember what was said
What did she do, as she tried to peek
Into her world the night before ...

As she caught her breath she looks
Sitting in a chair in the corner of the room....

Dear Sir, I am here and where are you
Is the question that comes to mind
She was awaken with thoughts of her own ...

Hoping and praying she could have him
Alone again....

Walking through the house
Her fingers on the blinds
The loneliness as thick as a mouse
As she holds her breath
Her haunting desire, walks up the walk....

She stood at the window as he comes through the door
Her heart beating widely as he approaches with a grin so wide
His look, she knew that love was in the air,
Her heart, her haunting desire
Kissed and took her breath away...

She could feel his touch placing on her face
Outlining each and every tear drop that fell so freely
He picks her up to love the day away
As her clothes fall by the wayside
She turns to look, he is her haunting desire....

Debbie Brooks 2014