My dearest love, whom I dance with in the shadows of night,
The daylight calls and the absence of you is not right.
So sweet are the sounds of your soft footsteps on the floor,
The caresses on my cheek and forehead,craving for more.
Come to me by day holding me in your true lovers embrace,
Let me see your being exterminating all the endless space.
Looking into the windows of our soul with a divine caring,
Feeling the flesh of eachother melt into a light sharing.
Leave the darkness behind, come to the dense daylight of us,
Marvel in the beauty of oneness, as we entwine in trust.
The soft after glow of a sensous kiss on my still wet lips,
The pain of daylight seperating us, as my heart gently rips.
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