For Love Will Sometimes Slumber

For love will sometimes slumber In the silence of the commonplace Let down its guard, wipe its brow, relax As passion naps within a flowered bed Contented in the comfort of the now Its glowing ember playing in the breeze As dreams of scented aura haunt its sleep Time and distance make old lovers weep For kisses that teased love’s once turgid skin Beneath a moon that calls them once again To dance beneath its ember shadowed glow And satiate the lust of loving’s need Let down its guard, wipe its brow, relax In the silence of the commonplace For love will sometimes slumber