Midnight air

I feel the warmth radiating from your body, hear the quiet rustling of your hair and taste the fragile sorrow filling the midnight air with coarse realism... 

The words never shuttering the deafening quiet, but my mind aflame with unspoken prayers.

Please, stay with me... 

Until a somber night intoxicates me with the lullaby of love and hope; until my mind gently sways into the world of peace. 

Please, hold me close... 

Don’t take away the safety of your arms, of your soft breath caressing my lips, at least until I fall asleep, until the gracious hues of dawn flood into the room, veiling the fractured lies... 

But your fingers slip away, leaving nothing but a crumbling cold as my mind submitts to the luscious darkness.