@Blackween 6 April 2021 edited

Cold Daydreams & Warm Nightmares

If, before the morning fog lifted We found each other In each other's arms, the sun would Bear witness to the intensity Your unfiltered love reawakened Here; this consuming fire that keeps Leaking from my forgotten shrines Comes fueled by a passion so divine It has chosen to be caged Only to be freed onto your burning skin. There would be some tender soft kisses In between the shy yearning looks, looking To strike a balance Amidst the raging desires within Your seductive whispers of sweet nothings Would secretly aid My inability to contain the storm Trailing your feathery touch Which would be reducing me to ashes As your fingers try to interpret some pretty Familiar feels to my conquered self Disregarding my hands as they get lost In the ocean that you are. Would you let me carry you To foreign spaces with my drunk caresses Let this tongue explore you And what you hold dearest Just like wind roaming Mother earth; with these willing lips I can rock your curved hips In an attempt to feed this hunger That constantly sprouts from my enchanted Broken essence; guide me far away From these turbulent seas And diminish the unfolding Teasing and unceasing Cold daydreams and warm nightmares. **wambuku w.**