The Love He Brings

His love can move me to extremes.
Forbidden thoughts and furtive dreams
Unfold like leaves of Eden's tree,
Display the fruit so sinfully,
The one that I have longed to taste.
Too long I've spent on kisses chaste
And subtle glances much too fleeting.
Aching for a different greeting,
Carnal dreams disrupt my sleep.
Within my virgin mind they creep,
Like changelings come in dead of night.
This angel takes her final flight;
No longer breathes the innocent
Who blushed at every compliment.
She'd gladly trade her snow white wings
For roses, and the love he brings.