Only For Me

Late at night when my restless thoughts turn toward the far distant east,

I long for even a brief glimpse of your lovely face once more;

Even though I fear I’m but a beggar drooling at the feast

That is served just beyond my reach behind the closed and locked door.

I want to see your soft eyes filled with a light, only for me.

I want to hear your sweet voice filled with delight, only for me.

I nearly die with bliss when I feel your kiss and slow caress.

Don’t you know my life will know no peace, and I shall never rest;

That my lonely heart nearly rends itself apart in duress

Not feeling its perfect mate beating as one within your breast?

No more empty hours; my time all yours and yours only for me.

We must become ours; my love all yours and yours only for me.