Aroma'nessence: Her Scent

Softest touch,
Lightest hand,
I draw our hearts,
Upon the sand:

Guide my hands love,
For I cannot see,
Yet they move upon you,
So gently;
Through the darkness,
I can but feel,
The caress of your touch,
So soft, so real;
For long has it been when I dream of you,
It was not always so,
My fears and regrets but haunt me,
I pray you don't let me go;
Tonight as we sleep together,
My tears and my shaking are felt by you,
For I've given you my gift...
And I'm crying afraid now;
I hold onto you tight,
Tired, yet strong enough to keep hold of you,
I'm afraid to let go,
Lest you be gone in the morning from me;
I've honored you my Gift,
No girl has ever taken of me,
But my body and my heart I give thee,
In this act of twilight passion;
The instincts of me have grown,
And your gentle natural scent has lured me,
Till now you are mine as I am yours,
And shall remain thus till time's end;
"For all else is but the candle and her eyes,
That in this dim light our pain and passion be shared;"
e love: