Sinner of delight,
of the hours that I adore
when you silently love me
till the last syllable of desire 

Stealthy, you bathe my thirsty skin,
prehensile caresses on my breasts,
the moon on your fingertips
plough my body

Skin, sleeplessness, lust,
in eternal dance
when I have you

Pleading, I ask for more…
happiness has it’s master  

Ah, our encounter,
how much it encloses...
the horizon and the boundless sky!

...and that is that without you I have no calm
...and that is that for you I would give my soul

©Noris Roberts