I lay chided by the wind, <br />Waiting for your hold. <br />The stars of your eyes are distant, <br />Tonight their light is cold. <br />This shawl is not a warm caress, <br />I need a cape of your embrace, <br />A pillow from your shoulder <br />And the bolster of your waist. <br /> <br />I cannot help but recollect <br />Those far off yonder nights <br />When we never tired, never lonesomed <br />Beneath sheets tangled tight <br />Our naked bodies in one motion <br />I could feel your love inside. <br />Between our lips a conversation <br />No words can prescribe. <br /> <br />I would hold you like forever, <br />Back then you were mine. <br />Your touch was rehabilitation <br />For all wrong I had inside. <br />You filled the air with flowers, <br />Your scent it still resides. <br />I close my eyes for just one moment, <br />But you are not beside. <br /> <br />I rise from my bed to leave it lonely <br />For it is not the comfort that I yearn. <br />A hunger stirs from deep within me, <br />An uncontrollable thirst. <br />But I seek no waters nor vast oceans <br />For no quantity would suffice. <br />I need your wet kisses to quench my droughtful existence. <br />I need you by my side tonight.<br /><br />Iohannes Silvaticus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-those-nights-legs-tangled-tight/
