Dreaming of You
Sitting here in my chair, dreaming, Visions of you filling my mind, I long to be alone with you, Enfolded in your warm embrace. I should be hard at work, writing, But the perfume of your presence Is just too intoxicating, Driving all other thoughts away. I can no longer concentrate, A divine restlessness grips me, My breathing quickens with desire, Remembering those heady nights, When we lay naked together, On fire with m...
