WHEN THE NIGHT COMES

Here I am as I lay here as I can only imagine, what it would feel like to hold you in these arms of mine. As I smell the fragrances of your hair as it brushes, gently across the very fabric of my skin inhale by my  nose. As I become intoxicated by the mere aroma of your beautiful scent. Yet as I touch the mere texture of your soft skin, resting against my body sitting my inner emotions ablaze. I could feel the heat raising within, my consciousnesses of my thoughts as I am feeling. Lost in a whisper of silence drifting away to a far away place, where there is you and I alone experiencing a beautiful exchange of body and soul. For as I let my hands carefully, carry stimulating messages to your brain, I enter into the part of your sensual pleasure zone. As I kiss you deeply and passionately till the heat, from my skillful tongue work magically where some men go and some are afraid to go. For as the night comes, with my imagination raising my subconsciousness of my thoughts. As I am feeling the moment of excitement of a beautiful thing just between the two of us. Yet the darkness of the night is a still moment, when the night comes and we are a beautiful thing together.