Things Change I Guess

At first it was
All fantasies
Of naughty things
I wanted to do
To you,
With you
In the dim lights
Of night,
Covered in sweat,
Your naked body
Pressed against
My naked body
In the secret embrace
Of moonlight

But as we talked
More and more
And lost track of time
And talked some more
And got to know each other
Beyond the masks
And beyond the stars
I found myself
More and more
Fantasizing
About holding you
And somehow fitting
My broken heart
Tightly into the palm
Of your hand
And being safe
Within your arms,
Pressing into
Intimate
Intricacies
Of patterns
Imprinted
Onto
Each other's
Souls.