Do I Tremble From The Cold, Or From The Turbulence Of Your Midnight Kiss

Beautiful dreamer,
you bring magic into my life,
and tears of joy fall from my eyes.

I am alone,
except for the steady rhythm of the rain,
but still you grace my heart
with your soulful presence.

I revel in the way you truly listen,
and I also drink in what I can,
however limited my earthly memory,
however large my desire to kiss and caress you.

Oh,
how long I have searched
for your intoxicating center.

As sleep blooms
I am made whole again,
and the night is tranquil,
and the night is still.