Oh Man.

In the silence of midnight the nights belong to me
The words belong to you ..
And in the silence of the night the rupture on your face,
Your looking like a king ..
I love to feel your eyes on me ..
As I'm  looking  at you ..
I say what can you see what can you see in me.!
as his eyes roving over me ..
like a painter sketching me on he's mind..
like a lover loving you with he's eyes..
and the hands of a poet moulding you on his mind ..
as he feels each word each verse coming from deep within..
As the mist from his breath escaping him as he breathes slowly ..
as if he's catching his breath as am kissing him,
playing with he's lips taking thirsty sips taking little nips from your lips..
giving  up you would not, holding on to the midnight silences
euphoric you were, I could see in your eyes..
But the euphoria would last not Indefinitely or not,
Finely our senses returned to a calmed night insatiable or not.
those hills so green witnessing the love within us.
the countless sleeplessness nights.
as if looking at you the very first time.
Coming across you you do realise, there's a fire burning in my heart,
The sense of a woman craving her man, to touch to feel close so close.
one more touch one more vision .
through the curtains of midnight,
My visions painted on my mind.
I cried out your name as I crossed the doors closed I cried out your name.
At the crossed road uncertain which to take, in the highways
I stood soaked might as well starker's be by the river awaiting her man
He strolling unhurriedly that night  by the river.
and I standing waiting for he, with those letters I've written
never posted I've kept with me..
I playing with words unwritten so difficult to know,
my insatiable hunger for you  for your words obsessively so.
The pain mirrored in my mirror one can see, as am speaking to you seeing you
My senses my senses has no defences dulled.
My hands my hands before your face ,
facing the darkness the light the darkness once again .
The light as you walk away retracing your steps taking my hands,
in my dream am lost in the primitiveness of my ways .
Man I utter desperately mastering the love I'll ever fell.
Crying out walking through the gates of my mind.
To touch you once more.
Oh Man .                          
                                   
                                  Connie James .