More and more
whispers in the night

Hot whisper on my neck
falling into the fingertips that brush my warming flesh

press to you
can't hold back

know that you are the rider in the knightly armor
I've waited for
high above in my princess tower

down low and low and lower
hot falling warming passion

More and more
rust and roses fall to the ground

All the things that came to you
you show up at my door

its been you in my dreams all along
the words the fall from your fingertips
ensnaring me in your twisting and restless words

more and more words
craving your whisper in my ear

more and more
rust and roses falling to the ground


-kln-