Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters do not belong to me… So please, don't sue me… I'm just a poor child…
Author's Note: It's the poetic side of Prof. McGonagall. Tell me if you like it… I do hope you enjoyed it… Smooth Silk
Silken sheets of pleasure,
Silken sheets of hope
Silken sheets of unending wonder,
Silken sheets I grope
You are my might,
My mind as well, my loyalty stands to you
My soul you conquered and where you dwell,
My being you completely cloak
Smooth silk I search for you,
Your cool and calming presence
Please carry me away on your wings
And take me to the land of the pleasant
The memory burns deep and clear,
Burns deep down inside me
The memories of you with me
Make marks onto my clarity
I stretch out with all my might,
I search in the dark for hope
I try so hard to find you again
I find I am with little hope
I long to touch your flowing skin,
Your muscles rippling under my fingers
I long to stare into your eyes,
Their very being unending
As I look into the darkness,
The darkness that surrounds me,
I wait and listen for a little tune,
Your musical voice calling
Smooth silk I whisper, every night,
Just before I sleep
Smooth silk I wonder, where thy might
Be in this world so bending
