I dreamt of you last night;
of your kiss, your caress
bringing passions flowing forth
of which I must dearly confess.
I hunger for the sweetness of your lips,
the heat of your hands against me,
building a passion's flame burning
bringing reality forth from a fantasy.
Come and sail away with me tonight
upon billowed, silken clouds high ~
as our passion's crimson flame rages
begetting the birth of scarlet skies.
Sing with me a song of murmured sighs,
of our passion's story grand.
Dance with me slow and near ...
I want to feel the love in your hands.
I long to know what it is
to watch you slumbering peacefully;
to wake in the dawn's rose-kissed skies
and feel the love when you reach for me.
Share this dream, this life, this love ~
let us no longer live this disguise,
but live and love and relish each other
neath passion's eternal scarlet skies.
11/12/01 © Chelle
