Silken Wish

Beloved every thought leads to you.
How do you do it with a look.
No accolade can exceed your smile,
The distance is bridged I feel you closer than before,
Its as if the midnight dreary lost its fetid mist somewhere in the either,
I feel your passion shaking my soul in every avenue inside me,
Embers of love alive in your silken touch,
Come to my arms of forever for they are for beloved,
Rest your cares against my chest and hear the heart that beats for you,
As the silver symphony my heart plays over and again,
There is song inside you and I can see the words,
My hunger grows and this lion lives,
Let your cup floweth over from your lips to mine,
For you are joy and great expectation in passions flame,
A place my mind goes to over and again,
Oh to see your form as I do sheathed in flame as my touch brings a sigh melting the ice.
My dancer demure we shall waltz in the moon encased in gods gift only,
If the Gods crave a love so true then shine with me,
Feed them our desire for it lives anew in the tender reaches of sweet love.
I am the traveler and you my world,
I will walk the silken pathways and dance in your valleys,
Let me drink your sweet waters till sated if that can ever be,
I will walk the length of my world and touch the face of passion,
Can you not feel me? I touch you with my soul.



© 2016 Michael James Garland