Words at Bay

Upon a whisper and warm breath
you slip into my dream...
fingers running 'round and 'round
my auburn strands of hair.

All wrapped up in my slumber
I taste your hunger
and the words you keep at bay.

I see within your eyes of truth
the colors rich in years gone by.

I feel the words you mean to say
inside my mouth born of a kiss
that only night can bring.

Yet in the dawning hour
your heated breath sears my skin
as our song sings out
and I swallow the words I long to say...

the very words you always
keep at bay.