Day 21 - Nocturnal

 Hearts coming alive

At night, intertwined in your arms

I forget how I ever believed 

That I was alone. 

At the peak of our nocturnal desires, 

I lose myself and light a cigarette, 

You tell me to come back to bed

When my thoughts have rested. 

With a slight caress, you tell me

I am home, 

With a small peck, you tell me

I am yours. 

And when dawn arrives, I find

My eyes meeting yours, 

Desperately wishing that 

Nothing has changed.