Desire

Зоя Смольник
A night opens her wings
Lengthening shadows,
Deepening things…

Darkness covers the Earth,
Spurring its black
Long-maned horse.

In this hour we meet.
I need your presence
To feel complete.

For me it's a Paradise
To see my reflection
In your hazel eyes.

My passion drives me insane,
I crave for your kisses
Again and again…

I want you to run your hand
All over my body
To make me bend.

I long to taste your lips –
My hands on your shoulders,
Your hands on my hips…

You've kindled in me this fire -
This unrestrained
Burning desire…