A string of reckless nights lead me to his bed
holding a tray of hot coffee and cigarettes
inside a glistening golden box zapped by dusty sunlight
streaming through a grubby open window.
The stranger I have known my entire life
confidently climbs in beside me
feeding me promises that are insanely inviting
me in to love him under speckles of summer shade
and crisp white cotton sheets.
To lay in his arms I am finally home where I belong
nestled inside his powerful torso I am soothed
by the unbridled passion of the rhythm of his heart.
A connection I can not deny, a yearning I refuse to resist
his magic pulling me in deeper and deeper
as I helplessly and hopelessly fall into his love.