As the hands of the clock approach the
My eyes gaze upon the flickering flames of a candle
My ears hear only what sounds like a million crickets
All chirping together in perfect rhythm outside my window
A breeze gently blows the curtains back across my naked skin
And the softness makes me catch my breath
My longing for you is intense tonight
It fills my eyes with stinging tears
It makes my throat tight and my heart heavy
How I wish I could turn around and crawl into bed with you
To lie beside you and softly speak about our day
How I wish these curtains caressing my skin
Were your hands
And the dripping wax from the flame of my candle
Our bodies melting and molding together as one
As we match the rhythm of the crickets outside my window
Sharing the secrets of each other's body
Until our eyes grow heavy with sleep
And our bodies give out from exhaustion
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