Dreaming

He stalks,
Silken strands of hair flowing behind him in ebony darkness.

He stands,
Leaning to one side, his body exposed to the cool night air.

He laughs,
Musical sound that calms the soul and warms the heart.

He whispers,
His lips moving along her neck, barely kissing her ear.

He touches,
Fingers running down her body, her blood boiling in a trail.

He holds,
Arms around her tight, keeping her safe with him tonight.

He moves,
Her skin burning from his caress, tremors running through her.

He rests,
Weary from the night, he sleeps in his lover's warm embrace.

He wakes,
Jumping from the cold of his bed, searching for his love.

He weeps,
Sad that he still dreams of her, sad to know he broke her heart.

KC - 4/7/05