i'm ending my day
as it fades to the past
for my bed beckons me
and sleep's coming fast
just one more thing
that i have to do
let my mind wander—
as tonight's gift to you
i'm wanting for nothing
save a silent desire
to stretch myself out
along your body's fire
as my hands touch your face
while you close your eyes tight
i can still see you now
and, my God—what a sight
seeing you in my mind
i forget how to breathe
if this madness is love
i don't want a reprieve
you perfect every colour
that our Maker put to
you with every brushstroke
every shadow and hue
and it's hard to believe
that you might not see
the beauty you are
and how you have touched me
i could never forget
a detail of your face
you've left such an impression
and much more than a trace
of longing—
to smell
and touch
and taste you
opened up like a flower
letting me be the dew
that settles upon
as you blossom today
even if in your heart
was my only way
take all of me now
if only in dreams
sliding gently inside you
like stolen moonbeams
shining into your chamber
where tonight i can't stay
and our Lord's greatest work
will soon be on display...
maybe i've said too much
but i just couldn't resist
my sweet Taliya to know
just how much you are missed...
*
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 4:13 PM UTC
i'm ending my day
as it fades to the past
for my bed beckons me
and sleep's coming fast
just one more thing
that i have to do
let my mind wander—
as tonight's gift to you
i'm wanting for nothing
save a silent desire
to stretch myself out
along your body's fire
as my hands touch your face
while you close your eyes tight
i can still see you now
and, my God—what a sight
seeing you in my mind
i forget how to breathe
if this madness is love
i don't want a reprieve
you perfect every colour
that our Maker put to
you with every brushstroke
every shadow and hue
and it's hard to believe
that you might not see
the beauty you are
and how you have touched me
i could never forget
a detail of your face
you've left such an impression
and much more than a trace
of longing—
to smell
and touch
and taste you
opened up like a flower
letting me be the dew
that settles upon
as you blossom today
even if in your heart
was my only way
take all of me now
if only in dreams
sliding gently inside you
like stolen moonbeams
shining into your chamber
where tonight i can't stay
and our Lord's greatest work
will soon be on display...
maybe i've said too much
but i just couldn't resist
my sweet Taliya to know
just how much you are missed...
*
Мені зараз дуже погано, капітане Тарасова, але головне, що з тобою все гаразд, або так ти мені кажеш, і це справді єдине, що мене хвилює, Наталіє.
Будь здорова та щаслива, моя люба «Маленька Жучок», і нехай Бог дарує тобі багато років... багато довгих і щасливих років...
