The Heart's Flesh Awakening

Your breath on my cheek as dawn warms our bed. I need to press your flesh to mine The hard melts the soft and we are one again.   We will never stop making love In our hearts, in our minds In the sheet we've wrapped around each other I am only waiting With deepening breaths For the dawn, when you will open your wings to me again That I might drink deep from the warm dew That rises from your lips to mine.   This burning for your wet warmth will never abate Until you are folded into me again Feeling the solid earth turning under you Cradled in my arms.   Without a reply I know not whether my words touch you Or merely annoy. Shall I silence this ardor that will not rest? Or shall I keep lending music to our passion that I might (someday), Open your heart long enough for me to slip back inside again.