The night is drawing near and
bringing along with it the hazardous
danger that hides in the mist of
darkness, trying to force our
conversation to a premature ending.
It won’t succeed tonight.
I do fear the dark but I fear even more
the loss of your charming voice,
the seductive dancing of your shadow
rising from this diminishing candlelight,
and this room that is embedded
in your sweet aroma,
I simply can’t leave.
I need more to unravel the mystery
of your magic that makes each breath
last forever during the delightful
dialogue I’m having with your
are they the ones enkindling a smile
on my lips while burning away my awareness
of all but the heaven of your company?
If so then light another candle and
let me burn,
I need more of this intoxicating
sensation emerging from