In the middle of the night, I am overcome
By a love that consumes my soul,
A love that leaves me trembling and unsure,
But a love that I am willing to fight for.
Sarah, you who haunt my dreams,
I crave your touch, your taste, your very being,
In the middle of the night, I am yours,
Yours to claim, yours to possess, yours to keep.
And in the quiet of the night,
I whisper your name, a desperate plea,
Hoping that you will come to me,
And together, we will conquer all.
For in the middle of the night,
I am vulnerable, exposed,
But with you by my side,
I am unstoppable, unbreakable,
And our love will burn bright and strong,
In the middle of the night, and forevermore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem