Dark

I want you in the dark.
I want you and I
shrouded in a nighttime shade.
I want you and your dark eyes.
I want you and I 
tangling our fingers in our midnight hair.
I want to touch you
when I can only see you
in the moon
sneaking through the blinds
illuminating your ivory flesh.
I want you and I to engage
in a blind sensory encounter
where I'm subject to smell your sweet musk
and feel your sweat
and taste you

and hear your whispers and hide my shame in the shadows.
I want you in the dark.