Summon me from beyond
The gray discolor of the bond
And in your want draw me near
The soul of your calling crystal clear
That I may know your loving call
As the song of my heart and giving all
Your eyes I dare not meet with sight
Sinister the cunning, dexter the bright
To press the threshold of your flesh,
Once inside you breathe your breath
Then gasp the next awaited sigh
And sink inside your sinful smile.
Note:
I wrote this in 2005, inspired by a woman I was involved with. I wrote the first stanza rather quickly and finished it by the time our relationship ended. "Fingertips and memories..."
And in your want draw me near
The soul of your calling crystal clear
That I may know your loving call
As the song of my heart and giving all
Your eyes I dare not meet with sight
Sinister the cunning, dexter the bright
To press the threshold of your flesh,
Once inside you breathe your breath
Then gasp the next awaited sigh
And sink inside your sinful smile.
Note:
I wrote this in 2005, inspired by a woman I was involved with. I wrote the first stanza rather quickly and finished it by the time our relationship ended. "Fingertips and memories..."
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