Upon arising from the night,

I cross the threshold into sunlight,

Filled with the essence of you,

Yearning to make dreams become true.

I ache to feel the touch of your skin,

Feeling this desire pulsating within,

I anxiously wait for that day,

When passion becomes more, than a mere play,

When touch becomes more, than words said,

While hearts that are waiting, can then be fed,

The thought showering me, from the heat felt within,

From this fire you composed, to burn without end,

Opening loves gate, once you allowed me to see,

I then tasted your love, you released into me,

Baring the seed of your deliverance,

The breath of my rose you then fragranced.