Midnight Lover Poem by Darlene Belcher

he calls to me every night,
the evermore feeling of pleasure
and delight.

to tap on my window,
to knock on my door,
i know that he is here evermore.

the feel of his caress,
in the pale moonlight
oh, it calls to me so.

midnight lover,
a dream,
a song.

midnight lover,
you will always belong,

to feel the touch of his fingers across mine,
to enjoy the bliss of his wamth against mine,
face to face,
kiss to kiss.

midnight lover,
a dream,
a song.

midnight lover,
you will always belong,


Midnight Lover