Midnight Becomes a Kiss
Midnight becomes a kiss
Our rendez-vous
This lover's tryst
We merge into the dark
Till neither world nor we exist
But touch and taste
We hasten to the chase of liquid hearts
Mingled with a vintner's art
Too pure to sup, too fast to part
Your breath is deep
To lull me in this hour of twilight's sleep
I weave around this shadowed land
Pale of flesh and weak in hand
Now, do not guide me home
But leave me lost that I may come
Undone not by your murmured plea
But falling free
To disappear into a memory
When we
Like lovers would entwine
Like wire is blood
And blood is wine
Desire designs
To grow not dim
But all the more intense
With passing time
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