I lay chided by the wind,
Waiting for your hold.
The stars of your eyes are distant,
Tonight their light is cold.
This shawl is not a warm caress,
I need a cape of your embrace,
A pillow from your shoulder
And the bolster of your waist.

I cannot help but recollect
Those far off yonder nights
When we never tired, never lonesomed
Beneath sheets tangled tight
Our naked bodies in one motion
I could feel your love inside.
Between our lips a conversation
No words can prescribe.

I would hold you like forever,
Back then you were mine.
Your touch was rehabilitation
For all wrong I had inside.
You filled the air with flowers,
Your scent it still resides.
I close my eyes for just one moment,
But you are not beside.

I rise from my bed to leave it lonely
For it is not the comfort that I yearn.
A hunger stirs from deep within me,
An uncontrollable thirst.
But I seek no waters nor vast oceans
For no quantity would suffice.
I need your wet kisses to quench my droughtful existence.
I need you by my side tonight.

Iohannes Silvaticus

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-those-nights-legs-tangled-tight/