It's a quiet night, thoughts drift by me like clouds
on the winds, passing by like fancies on a whim...
These thoughts, my private cache, entertaining
possibilities moving around me, like when I
will see you again; you're on my mind like always,
but different this time as I'm not so much wondering
about you, but earnestly missing your company and touch.
The wind moves my hair and I imagine it is your fingers,
as I lay my head in your lap to rest...
you hold me, and I fall asleep in that place of safety
and comfort, dreaming of a peace that covers me.
It's a quiet night, clouds streaming by on the gentle winds,
I would feel your embrace if I were there with you...
Thoughts about love come to me, its depth and position
in the varied faceted realms, my love, your love, our love.
Growing, if that's even possible...surrounding, protecting,
the heartbeats stronger every day.
I miss you, and while absence makes the heart fonder,
I have missed you enough in this lifetime for a lifetime,
I would be with you now until we shift into the other realms
never to just imagine you again, but to have you to hold you,
and be held by you, that mothers' touch which makes
everything less that is not love...
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