Dreams

You come to me in dreams
drifting on the night
and I lie trembling,
my desire to have you
an addiction
that threatens to consume 
my very soul

Slowly
the passion rises,
I can almost feel you,
every inch of my skin
a throbbing ache;
each pulse calls my name
with your voice

I can almost taste you,
wanting so much 
to touch and kiss — to be touched,
my tongue
to give you pleasure,
this need — this want
a stirring
bled upon paper-silk.

The thought of your lips and hands
causes me to feel alive,
I am caught,
Breathless,
swept away
into desire’s lustful haze

Save me
from it's prison
whisper into my ear,
touch the very depths of me,
take me
for the quenching of 
Fire





Arranged by janmew

With words by 
Topper5779  ~   Rosebud111 
      MattNJake1  ~   Midnightsongs2
          Alylonna   ~   Talitha Ruatha
    mauraid   ~   mcloud001
     Whispered Rhapsody   
  


january 2009