High at Dawn

Out there, frost melts under the spell of the sun
In here, you've cast a similar incantation
With your beautifully picked words
Weaved more tastefully into narration


And as dawn takes over from the night
An insatiable want, for more, surfaces from somewhere inside
I draw a kiss, and then, some more
Give into impulse, it's a thing I cannot hide


A slow, synchronized dance of two souls
Meshing entrancingly, moulding into a whole
And then, again, I lose my powers to you
Controlled by you, each time you cajole