The night draws moments upon my flesh
as I lie breathless beneath the cold moon,
searching for warmth in your eyes.

Desires burn every fibre of my being
I am lost in my yearning of you,
greeting the season with a half-smile.

Sunshine soft spreads over startling sky
as poems one after another make their
way onto virgin sheet of paper.

 

Photo credits:Β Pinterest

Word list: desires, night, flesh, poems.Β 

Posted on Get Listed: November Edition @ Real Toads

also posted on “Open Link Night” @ dVerse Poets Pub