Nightwriter – 27

nightwrighter series 27


It’s been a while my dear, have you stoked the fire well?
I’ve been cold in the day’s rays,
Not my dwelling place,  
I’ve missed your spell.

Warm me in your embrace,
Enhance me,
Muscles trace,
Sinew strengthen with vigour,
Throw out the wine and the liquor.
I’m drunk on you, you’re my elixir.


I’ve been aching at nights trying to get your attention,
I call your name, waiting for even a mention.
What is this high horsed-ness, this apprehension,
Of ignoring, turning away and non acceptance.

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