Somewhere Between

For someone, who isn’t mine,

on pages, unscripted and honest,

regards a love unfit, in definition, and rhyme.

At dark, long before light,

I sense your hunger, give wolfish chase,

in hopes to dream, to abscond.

Your warming touch, tickling my spine,

your gaze enrapt, demurely entranced.

Do you see me... Somewhere between the lines?

My life, my love, yours, always and forever,

with memories, giggles of mischievous trysts,

unfurling passions, arcane, and intoxicating.

Your gentle caress enchants, paramour,

a sultry scent, and unspoken song,

seduces the pulse from the signature prose.

Cradle these delicate words, my love,

to be in your arms again,

Find me there, somewhere between the lines.