When darkness silently
smolders my restless soul,
come like a steady storm,
dangerously pull me into a gravity
I would never want to escape.
For I would know you
by the touch that trembles
on my petal-soft skin,
making me quiver
in sensual anticipation.
I would know you
by your musky scent,
in which my breath dissolves,
swirling in seduction,
craving to explore more.
I would know you
by your slow breath,
caressing my skin like silk,
by the sound of your steady footsteps,
trembling the ground on which I stand.
I would recognize your soul
in the middle of a murmur,
melting me with its lingering
presence that penetrates me
with a fervent, fervid passion.
Stirring storms in full silence,
you make my desire swell,
till I slowly surrender
to savour this moment
of alluring, unexplored joy.
You I would know,
even with the last beat
of my restless heart,
my **** last breath
chanting your name like prayer.