Prayers for Night: An Ode to a Lover

I curse the Gods that brought him so near, my gentle knave, my twin soul's pair.

The one whose words, my heart's demise, for him whom my body craves, my soul cries.

His face invades my mind like a war-torn land, barriers breached by a conqueror's hand.

Prayers for night, that sweet escape, with reason gone, my mind doth rape.

Daylight exhausted, I close my eyes; he soon appears, sleep's nobel prize.

All the pain in life, I did endure; with one sweet kiss, his love my cure.

Breath on my neck, a lingering tease, lip quiver, heart race, weakening knees.

Arch of back, nipples at attention, his mouth on skin, my true life's pension.

Now, roles reversed, I take the lead, deep into his eyes, a lover's plead.

Tongue lingering down, below his waist; I savor all of him lovingly and make no haste.

Consuming his passion, feeling him melt, his intoxicating elixir becomes my hunter's pelt.

Then, with one quick thrust, the demons inside me grieve; their hold parts way to love's sweet reprieve.

I feel him deep, deeper still within my soul, surrendering all, he has control.

All has faded, nothing left to seek, silent mountaintops climbed, a lover's peak.

With a moment's pause, a lover's rest, body collapsed upon his chest.

Ah, cursed morning light with memories forced awake, the illusion gone, twas a dreamer's fake.

What cruel irony this universe has bestowed upon me, to send me my true love which can never be.

I pray again for night, that dark reveal, to bring back that man whose heart I feel.

-LMW

P.S. I thought that I would switch it up and share a little of my poetry today. With much love, from my heart to yours. XOXO, Matchmaker Lisa Maria