Fire and Ice

The literary contradictory attempts of a sometime writer.

Archive for May 2, 2008

I will come to you my sweet

Aberdeen SpireI will come to you my sweet
Raise my face to yours with hope
That our breathless lips will meet
On my cheeks a kiss bestow

I will come to you my sweet
With burning eyes and heart aflame
Your name in every breath and beat
No touch but yours my heart to tame

I will come to you my sweet
Enfold myself in your embrace
Within your arms, a safe retreat
My heart is stilled, my soul at peace