Sometimes thoughts awaken me

trembles making much of nothing.

Imagination can sometimes create

whole scenarios that are not real

yet seem, in moments dark

like possibilities.

I reach for your hand

in the darkness

and finding it

am reminded

that I am not alone.

My heart relaxes with awe

for even asleep

you comfort me,

my squeeze returned

like kisses in the deep of dark.

This is why I often wake you

to make love,

for my body craves you.

Even in sleep

you are that which makes me tremble

that which makes me quiver

that which makes me need to touch

and long

with singular focus

to return that message

to eyes awakened

in surprise turned to passion.

invisible flame dancing inside
twinkles warm
blanketing a softly
melting sweetness
of affection

Thank you (((Mirror & s1ow )))

Ahh, what sweet surprises await in darkness. Very nice.