I look at you,
Asleep in my bed.
I listen to your breathing
Watch your face, your eyes aflutter in your dreams.
Are you in a place where magic happens?
Are you running from fear?
Do you see me?
Your tentative hand reached out,
Unsure but seeking, contact.
Then the firm grasp, when I respond,
Fingers linked, entwined, locked.
Did I help you overcome those moments?
Did you think I would flee from you?
I need you too.
Our dinner a delight,
Loving every minute.
I had designs on you.
You never let me down.
Did you think I didn’t want you?
Did you think you might fail?
I needed you too.
You came into my bed,
You chased each of my desires
You played the winning hand
I lie here savouring every moment.
Will you want me when you awaken?
Will you see me, as I was last night?
This is me.
In the early morning light I wait.
Learning what it is to love.
Your gentleness I want,
No one has kissed me like you.
Will you hold my hand again?
Will you laugh with me again?
It is me.
You are stirring, my fears rise,
I pray you see the girl from last night,
Who hung on every word
Who wants you to enfold her again.
Am I not the same?
Can I not have expectation?
Is it you?
In the cool of the morning
Sated from your ecstasy
I look into your eyes
And see you staring into mine.
Can we be one?
Can we dream of tomorrow?
Can this be us?
Morpethroad 
Very good mixture of sensuality and questioning!
Thanks Gabriella, yes the questioning bit is right. Its from a series so I had to change a few things.
Now this is a different Summers, romantic and longing for a love. Nicely written my friend.
Thanks RM, now you wouldn’t me to be writing same stuff now would you.
Not at all….diversifying is good 🙂
and i like the reflection, the questions…the mystery wrapped in a close relationship.
Thanks for your comment, the poem is from a series and I have had to rework it a bit to stand by itself, so thanks for reading.
your poem stands alone well – it reads complete…nothing appears missing. 🙂
Thanks for that, I’m glad it reads ok. I have another one for tomorrow. Basically the poems come from a series of stories between two people, the male versions in prose, the female I could only express in poetry. It fascinated me that that was how I was able to deal with the two characters. Tomorrow’s will be the last as the rest are not very appropriate for this blog……they have a little home of their own.
This flowed so beautifully. I loved the questions that you posed that resonate with so many of us. Excellent poem. Loved it. 🙂
Thanks Cubby I am very happy that this one has been accepted as is, today another will be put up and sadly the last I can publish on this blog as the poems are two from a series about the relationship between two people.
I loved this. I wanted to keep reading and reading. It’s a poem with a plot! 😀
Thanks Linda, I am glad you enjoyed this piece, hopefully another will appear today.