Come to me.

In darkening clouds

and balmy breeze

that boldly bucks

my willow tree

into enlightenment.

Come to me.

 

Touch me.

Touch me where

I ache the most

show the least

and love you the best.

Touch me.

 

Stay with me.

Share my twilight

sultry sensual stars

with a shine that

warns off dawn

of atonement.

Stay with me.

 

© Katypoetess  2015