Two Lovers I - New Years Eve

He wakes with darkness in the firmament An enticing shadow coming to his bed Sobering him, loving him Conveying soft whispers Her breath sweet with The night's refreshments Deep lingering soft kisses Reassuring sensual sentiments Her hair a dark blanket Covering him Wrapping him in her desire Increasing blood's fire His arms cling to her strongly They spiral higher Their bodies express What whispers lack He suddenly knows as fact He's never really been in love before But now he's swallowed in its blisses Sweetly ensorcelled in its magic It will be a wonderful new year.