Nights like this

Soft, scented sheets on skin
Rose petals resting in a jar
Sweet summer air whispers through the window
Music weaves through the darkened room

Lying here on the bed
Sensuous shadows stretch on the ceiling
Cool satin slipping over my head
I listen to the sound of my heart

Nights like this are timeless
Holding no purpose or name
Woman becomes a goddess
with the fire of her feminine flame.