He Calls to Me (part I)

His heart calls to me,
with the steady beat of the cherokee drum.
His eyes call to mine,
with the soft light of a setting summer sun.
His mind falls to me,
as he remembers us together, under a brilliand stary night sky.
His soul calls to me,
with the steady strength of the spirits within.
His body calls to me,
as he longs to pull me close, pressed tightly with loves unbreakable bonds.
His consience falls for me,
as he realizes his mistake, as dark storm clouds darken the day.
His smile calls to me,
combined with the beauty of his crystal eyes that light up his strong face.
His touch longs for me,
with his soft dark hand he holds me,
as temptation washes over him like a soft wave from a crystal ocean.
His dreams call to me,
with the air of mystery filling every thought,
through out his seductive soul.
His voice calls to me,
filled with the sexy seductive tone that melts my heart in so many ways.
I wait...
I watch...
and I listen...
As he calls to me.
For now I will come.