Make me your midnight muse.
Think of me when darkness falls, and you're alone. Feel my ghostly touch, like a whisper, a moan.
My breath upon your face, a sigh, a tease. A tender reminder, of the love that seeks release.
Howl your secrets to me, in the quiet of the night, Each word a sacred offering, as my soft figure dances in your sight.
Break me open, like a vessel of clay,
And slip your fingers in, in the softest way.
Make me anew, with each touch, each caress,
Start over again, in love's sweet duress.
Again, Again, and Again.
