This Quiet Song of Desire

I have seen her move nakedThrough the semi-darknessLike a sphere of pale lightThat wandered off out of a streetlampAnd got lost on the way kaçak iddaa to a dreamIn which we were coming homeFrom the end of everything kaçak bahis that wasn?t thisTo rest in a bent circleMade of arms and whispersI illegal bahis have seen her kneelAnd crawl above meA cavern of heat around her bodyThat follows her like a shadowHair falling around our facesEnclosing us in a silenceThat comes down into our bodiesWhile the night sings across our skinLike a river of gone breathThis quiet song of desire