The Dark

I can imagine you as all the things I dream  
Musky in your allure  
Though no word is spoken  
The intangible fragrance of sex  
Wreaths your form  
Temptress  
You could be anything for me  
Sometimes fate cuts true from the mists of dreams  
And we wake not alone  
Nor with a stranger  
But given to our desires  
You know the spell that summons me  
And achingly
I rise for you  
Sensing the alchemy  
My inner beast seeks release  
The I am  
That I truly am  
kiss me with lips eager for the hunger of my soul  
My eyes gleam at the thought of you  
Baldly nude  
No this or that which needs removed  
Circling you like prey  
Hungry  
My hands roaming free  
Over the soft curves and yielding flesh
You display  
Understanding my need  
For you would possess me  
Knowing my thoughts and my dreams  
The feeling of heat  
Your hands searching me too  
In this dance you follow my lead  
Giving is taking  
And want is need  
Your voice changing with the nearness of sex  
Come  
Share your demons with me