The Russett Room - for Alec

by Sandpipersummer

To feel such sweet caress upon my skin;
Gentle mouth so warm and tender;
A kind and constant heart, scarce held within,
When both want and need doth render

Us entwined in our autumnal bower;
Your hands, their fervent touch bestow
Longed for magic within this darkest hour,
Where chance has caused new love to grow.