In this apocalypse
I dream of you,
In daylight hours,
To get me through,
But a memory,
Yet long sustained,
Your touch,
Your taste,
I still maintain
Tag: Soul mate
I Miss the Stars
I miss the stars,
My star,
That I relied on nightly,
How time and circumstance
Has made me neglect your rays,
When it is your light
That sustains me through my days
Steadily
Beloved,
Wherever you are,
Wherever you go,
May you be guarded,
From miniscule forces
Of great resolve,
May your lungs expand and contract,
Steadily,
May the spirit of life,
Watch over you,
Of this I pray.
Heady with Desire
Heady with desire
For weighed bodies engaged,
Immersed in one another,
Heat of anticipation coaxed away with gentle nudges,
Touch, rhythmic rubbing
Of souls
in need for each other’s liberation,
Pleading into open mouths
for release
Becoming lost
Deep, deep,
Deeper in the abyss of ecstasy.
Eyes and Mind
I have want of you,
Oh how I miss you,
Miss the knowledge that I see you,
Just as I am seen,
For my words,
And the soft subtle space in between,
How I miss your eyes and your mind,
Those that I’ve never not loved,
Those that I can get not enough of.
Not a Full Moon
It’s not a full moon
And here I can’t see the stars
Still thoughts are with you
She of Letters 