Her Angel in the Night

He whispers her name from afar,
A tremouring of sound rippled across the sky,
Caught on her lips and tasted as berry sweetened wine,
An ethreal touch down her spine,
Shudders like waves crashing on a stormy shore,
She turns to the touch that isn't there,
And sees nought but the empty pillow,
Who is this man that calls her name and makes her quake so,
Tis but a shadow in the darkened dream,
The world she knows of violence will not allow her happiness,
The riot of war surrounds her always,
No peace but the peace of oblivion awaits her,
She wishes she could be caught and taken by the one who whispers her name,
A genie in the night to steal her away,
To place her above the clouds,
No pain no hurt no regrets,
Only the love of the one she cannot see but always feels,
His caress on her face like silk and his kiss is as abrossia from the gods,
He says her name again this time not a whisper but a roar,
A shadow moves she rushes to it to be swept up in arms so strong,
She sees his face,
Her genie in the night,
An angel of such perfection to her,
He wipes the tears of sorrow and fear from her eyes,
Such depth of love doth she see,
At last the pain she had is no more but a fullness of heart is felt,
He holds her close and tells her forever more to be his,
No end in time do they have only forever to love........