SLEEPLESS

Sleepless

I think you you with every inch of my body.

The skin ache

longing for your touch,

the eyes sparkle

like lonely stars

in cloudy nights.

Breathing is painful.

almost unbearable.

Need you...

like the waves need the sea,

like the night needs the twinkle of love

and the surrender of passion.

Sleepless,

I think of you

and as the dawn arises in the horizon

I almost swear I can feel your perfume.

Finally,

sleep wins the battle.

Sweetest dreams

caress my lips

and a smile slightly born

enlightens my face.

©Graça Costa

                                                                        Leigh Viner