The sound of rain pattering against the window.
I close my eyes, wondering if it's your voice,
Whispering in my ear.
I listen for minutes,
Imagining the words you'd say,
And the words I'd hear that were never spoken.
A gentle wind blowing through my hair.
I close my eyes, craving your affectionate touch,
Tracing designs on my skin.
I stand still for hours,
Shivering in pleasure,
At the pattern that unfolds.
The brisk night air fills my lungs.
I close my eyes, still seeing the full moon's brightness,
Enthralling me in hunger.
I lay down for the night,
Aware that sleep will not visit.
Hoping something else does.
The smell of a flower lingers in the air.
I close my eyes, thinking of what perfume,
You would wear to meet me.
I work throughout the days,
For a chance to realize my dreams.
A howling fire thaws my face.
I close my eyes, feeling love's burning flame,
Bold heat flowing through me.
I sit motionless for my lifetime,
Drinking of the warmth,
Knowing the frost can never hit me.