The stuff of you

They don’t make thread

Made of the stuff of you

So I just can’t sleep

When I’m not next to you

Your arms fold tight

And I fall into darkness

 Your skin’s waving perfume

Pulls and drowsiness harkens

My body’s sleeping jitters

Wish that I would wake and start this

With a push on your side

And a kiss stuck to your lips

I touch me to you and wish

My dreams were made of this

I wonder if I’ll ever

Find something so seductive

So amazingly dense

Flowing on forever

And I’m amazingly tense

So I could use your love whenever

I’m insomnia bent

As soon as you pull me close

I’ll admit it…I’m through

I want to feel sheets

Made of the stuff of you

The closer we get

Can’t make it seem close enough

Until you’re streaming with sweat

But I’m a fiend for your touch

It’s late and I’m feeling lost

Now I’m swimming through blankets

There’s tiredness I’m fighting off

I have to know what made this

Smooth like butter

But yet firm beneath

A silky chocolate cover

To awe and disbelief

You’re beckoning “Come.”

And tell me slowly to follow you

To place called paradise

Made of the same stuff as you

I’ve always liked things so pretty

Elegant by design

You’re beautiful by this closeness

And beautiful ‘cause you’re mine

The most beautiful is the pure

Yes, the prettiest place

Is made of I’m sure

The same stuff as your face

I keep inching closer

And closer again

To try and name this fabric

God wove in your skin

Deserving of a woman’s touch

Not woven for men

Yes, I’m a woman of words

But I still can’t describe

What I see on my pillow

This perfect stuff by my side

So, to my lover

Stay. Tease me.

With that anonymous coat

So calming and easy

Spanning out from your throat

Of the mysteries I’ve pondered

This one I want to know most

To which divine creation

Does my lover play host

 I have forever to search

‘Cause see, you’ll always be mine

I’ll give forever to you

I never find another love

Made of the same stuff as you…