Her Love Shimmers In The Candlelight

A single text from her, "I need to see you,"

Draws me through the night,

A moth to her flame, heart unsure.

Have I failed her somehow?

Love poured freely, space given wide,

Yet her desires, like wind, shift and hide.

Her apartment, a hushed, expectant space,

Save the flicker of candlelight,

And the distant splash of cleansing rite.

Nerves prickle, a hesitant, aroused pace

Leads me towards the bedroom's soft embrace.

Emerging from the bath, a goddess born,

Her skin aglow, in candlelight adorned.

Frozen, I stand, breath caught in my throat,

A fleeting moment, a precious note.

This fragile snowflake, unique and bright,

Etched forever in the memory's night.

Sensing my awe, she moves with feline grace,

Lioness eyes, a smile upon her face.

Gentle hands she erases all lingering fear,

Melting our souls, drawing us ever near.