Passion

I lay in silence,

Treasuring every minute.

My arms holding you fast,

My chest heaving with the beat of yours.

I dread the light,

Seeping through under the curtains.

This is my time with you,

Why welcome the interference?

I roll your arm from under you,

And stare into your eyes.

My love is like a balloon about to burst,

My chest aches with the pressure.

I lose myself in your deep eyes,

My thoughts roll in faster and faster.

But everything is left unattended,

Except the love.

Suddenly the room is alight,

I tread carefully from you.

I leave quietly through the front door,

Yearning for our next meeting.

- THE END -