in silence
she visits me in the dark
when the curtains are drawn
over the windows of the soul
as uninhibited as a first kiss
unknown to any other
and full of the fantasy
of what it will be
like the breast stroke
disguised as a back stroke
on attentive skin
hard nipples firmly
making a lasting impression
upon the mind and body
striking the match against
the grain
igniting the growing inferno
that in an embrace
soars against the sky
and pushes the elements
towards heaven's grace
once more to have
to share
to be taken
where you don't realize
i have truly let few
take me to
you hear the words
like they've been tokens
at some mardi gras
but they are moments
special moments
in ways that i've found
difficult to be relaxed
enough to give
so in this place
you believe me
you take what i say
for what it is
and you take me
in private moments
held behind
shut eyes
as i silently
call out your name.