Chance

Sitting here, bones run cold from the chill of the rain.
The candles flickering in the reflection of my chocolate glance.
Sipping on some cinnamon apple spice tea
Listening to music that soothes and accepting chance.

The chance of love long lost and found again
Searching forever for that special one.
Where words unspoken speak volumes
And unheard desires come undone.

A feeling of peace and contentment
That allows the heart to sing.
Forever erasing any doubt of worth
Through his touch, freedom rings.

Beautiful silence echos within
Wrapping myself in sensational trust.
Love that is bound by soul and chance
Guided by fruitful love and lust.

The salty tear dances upon my flesh
A sensual sigh escapes my lips.
The shadows caress my once empty soul
With just the lingering of his fingertips.

Passion pulls at our heart strings
A lifetime waiting for the chance.
One look into eyes so full of deep reverie
A whisper of tomorrow's moonlit dance.

Chance.