The gentle brush of moist wind
Carrying a scent, a whiff of hers
Sweetness dribbling at tongue tips
When you careful heed whispers.

A soft light that spreads slowly
Filling voids that haunt your nights
Fingers unraveling untouched skins
Kisses dancing on cheeks bright.

A lone companion in a starless sky
Her voiceless call to hold your hand
Waiting outside your closed window
Bathed in light of a lonely lamp.

—Kiera Rayy