Two Strangers In The Middle Of The Night Poem by RIC BASTASA

creature of
my dream
you stand there
in the middle
of my
darkest night
patient
about the scrutiny
of my
tired eyes
i want to live
my body murmurs
i want to
touch your hair
i want to
eat your
lips
beautiful creature
of my dreams
i love
your compliance
to all
my wishes

after all these
longings
and
bargainings
and compromises
without
the use of
any word
we set ourselves
free
we have never
known
who we are....