This Space
It's dusk that brings
your murmur/sighs
of ache and crave
and hunger.
Entice and beckon
as I follow your sound
and heaven dances
between us.
It's the raw power
of your gentle pull
that leaves me
with one desire -
to breathe you in
to take you
till there is no place
just that space
of you and me.
Denise Gabrielle ©