Senseless

I can smell you in my dreams
You walk in the moonlight wreathed in smoke
When the wind shifts, I can almost taste you
Your footsteps echo on the lonely road
If only I could walk that road with you...
Our steps matching rhythms making harmony
As I enfold myself in your scent
Sampling the salty sweetness of your kisses
While the fog envelops us both

Possession

When temptation hangs heavy

Like a thick blanket of fog

The air is almost scented

A canopy of pheromones

I can taste your air

Feel my Soul transfixed

It is opened and receiving

Acquire me.

I am no longer in possession of my self

Am I in possession of you in return?