Amidst the ebon of my lonely room
by Jo Lynn Ehnes
I feel a covert brush across my face.
The phantom from my dreams disrupts the gloom,
which terminates despair's profound embrace.
His mystic coffee eyes entrance my soul
as freedom's blanket warms my frigid heart.
This charmer's stitch has sealed seclusion's hole;
now dammed, the flow of somber tears will part.
My trusting fingers grasp his guiding hand
as flames of adoration burn within.
I bow before his sensual command
and let the blaze of passion's fire begin.
We sail the sea of fascination's kiss
and bathe in waves of rapture's soft caress,
then anchored at the dock of Eden's bliss
we mingle on the beach at love's address.
My spirit's flooded by enchantment's rain,
which resurrects a buried peace inside.
Beneath the midnight moon he's freed all pain;
upon his magic ship my dreams now ride.