Darkly Dreaming Demographic.

Bewitched I lie restlessly,

Alone at night I wonder,

Be it love or devilry,

Is it fate or a blunder?

In my dreams it’s effortless,

I’m just holding you tightly,

Nothing, only tenderness-

Exists and it burns brightly.

On its face so simplistic,

To kiss you and feel enriched,

Is that banal? Truistic?

To desire to be bewitched?

Fulfilled, I dream endlessly,

Of feeling more than hollow,

Loving someone wordlessly,

It’s easier to wallow.

In pain and in misery,

Than to let your heart open,

To skulk away gingerly,

To let things go un-spoken.

I pray God is merciful,

That love and hope can rebuild,

And I know it’s fanciful,

To hold you and feel fulfilled.

Wanted someone, somebody,

To love and hold back nothing,

Love and light she’d embody,

And I’d feel righteous loving.

Her gaze would bring contentment,

Her touch sparks a warmth inside,

In others stokes resentment,

When they see our hearts collide.

The day went on endlessly,

And despite this it daunted,

That you’d be there breathlessly,

Just to make me feel wanted.

Meeting, is that possible?

Could the stars and fates align?

Would love best all obstacles?

I pray that’s it’s God’s design.

To kiss your lips lovingly,

To make my arms your shelter,

Declare our love blushingly,

Feel our hearts grow and swelter.

Love I don’t want another,

Your heart alone I’m seeking,

A world of love uncovered-

On the day of our meeting.