All the Sooner

Ever since
She left gave her heart
To another

Took her drama
With her my heart has
Been at peace

My nights are
Quiet – undisturbed no
Longer lonely

How my heart
Wishes she’d left all that
Much sooner


Before her
Mirror she gently brushed
Her hair

Quite unaware
That she was being observed
By a pair of eyes

Until around
Her waist a pair of unseen
Arms slipped

Her smouldering
Passions stoked ablaze by thumbs
She couldn’t see

The light touch
Of hungry lips upon her neck
Made her shiver

As she surrendered
Within the soft glow of Moonlight
At the witching hour