By Bart Lee

Kisses linger in shadow waiting,

 Caresses stolen from starlight,

Distractions whispering unabated,

Begging our ravenous midnight.

With every fluttering wink, 

Wanton thoughts steal away,

Spinning as restraint tries to think,

Of anything but our parched someday.

Now soon is not soon enough,

To taste the dawn of what will be,

Of twilight passions silky and rough,

Of pleasures attending to fantasy.

So guide me into your moonlight parlor,

Dressed only in breathless desire,

Wrap your sultry around my naked ardor,

And set our furtive dreams on fire. 

As you draw me deep into you, 

Releasing your every inhibition,

Making our every wish come true,

In midnight's sunrise submission.