Cariad



From the warmth of our bed I look at the cold night sky.

Was the moon this bright before we met?



We Shared a last cigarette then you held me in the dark so close I trembled and thought my breath would cease.



Rain continued its unrelenting rhapsody but we paid it no heed. Lost in that first sensual moment.



I felt your warm fragrant breath in my damp hair and knew that I wanted…