I THIRST FOR YOUR LOVE

My heart and soul are on fire
Burning with an unquenchable thirst 
For your honeycomb lips.

I longed for the embrace of your breast 
And the soothing rhythm of your heartbeat 
Pounding against my chest.

Distance has silenced your laughter 
That sweet, tantalizing sound of joy
My eyes may be closed in the night 
But my heart stays awake in anguish.

How I missed those sapphire nails
Kissing the pores on my back
And causing my boiling blood to escape 
Now I can only dream and reminisce.

Return to me, my tender dove,
The winter is riding the wind in haste 
And my bed cries for the warmth of your flesh.

How I miss the fountain of your love,
Please let me drink from your springs again.

Wilford Barker.