Crave

Oh, how I crave another life discrete,
Where time and distance bends to our will,
Where we are partners complete,
Where we would linger, gentle and still.

The constant world pulls apart our whole,
Yet still, my heart does yearn,
Yet to awake within your beautiful soul,
Yet to come home to that sweet return.

I dream of cool nights beside the fire,

Of caressing hands that never part,

Of whispered vows and mutual desire,

Of that which binds our heart.

Here I stand, when the lonely morning breaks,

With gloomy shadows as my guide,

With all that is left are silent aches,

With your love I cannot hide inside.

In your eyes, a dream did unfold

I saw in your supple hands, the morning sun,

I saw in your tender smile, a story to be told,

I saw in that moment; my heart was won.

In a future made of glistening gold,

We crave the days we’ve never known,

We crave a house, a home, a lover to hold,

We crave shared sunsets, stolen glances, to never atone.