How did you know
I have no resistance
Against gentleness?
How did you know
That softly smoldering eyes
And a rueful, boyish smile
Could circumvent
My every defense?
How did you know
A whisper of touch
From fingers and lips
Could have me forgetting
A lifetime of harsh lessons?
How could you know
My every vulnerability
Without my surrendering
Such intimate intelligence?
And why am I not
Frightened out of my mind
By the power you possess
Over my own good sense?
My last pleading thought
As I succumb is
Don't let this dream
Ever end, and
Never let me wake
To find you gone
Forever.