My Flower Angel Poem by G.B. Smith

The night beckons me
as your evening light
begins to fill my eyes
The magic that you do entices me
to look for you in the night

I have followed your path
from there to here
and in the starlight of the night
you call me to a secret somewhere
let me visit you

in the quiet of your secret
place of refuge as I feel you
Your restlessness
speaks to me in rustling leaves
against the window
of dawn's approach
as I come through the back door
and up the steps to you

I know you've sought me too
Let me come to you
where our passion
breathes soft whispers
on your waiting senses

I will awaken within you
once again your longing
as it stirs the atmosphere
of night alerting you
to open your sleepy
eyelids and drink me in

The covers of the night
drop to the floor
where once again
we intertwine
in loves embrace

I have watched you grow
from without and yearned
for the taste of your passion
Your heart has grown
but the inner chambers are empty

They yearn for the fire
and passion from deep
within your loins
your mastery of words
and photography
has made you a star

I ache for you
and stand in the shadows
waiting for your sign
Spread open your wings
my Flower angel of the night
and let me in

Sigh...