I'M Here At Last

I’M HERE AT LAST I’m here at last We meet in the street Veiled by the secret cloak of night I take you To the alley Pull you close, tight, then out of sight Streets are black Air is cold You are hot, I am bold Nobody sees when I kiss your neck Caress your back beneath your coat Minute by minute We linger alone I kiss your fingers and fragile face My lips at your temple My fingers on your cheek Your mystic heart is what I seek You and I together Hour after hour Gentle breeze, fragrant flower