As she lies in the marble cold arms of her lover
she is still
Because she knows her soul is free
to soar through the darkness
under velvet sky
over blackened water
to where he sleeps
He that loves her darkness
He that lights her way

Should I kiss every inch of your skin?
gentle hands tracing your outline in the dark
warm skin pressed against yours
as our movements become one.
Should I whisper your name as I come undone?
Then, when we are still,
and trading quickened breaths
will you whisper my name to the beat of your heart.