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| so close to touch i felt you lean
into my miss-you breath then embrace me in a no-rush bearhug; swallowing my sadness in a smile, you spilled your precious life into my world again. your lips, moist with the silver dew of gentle pleiades, were warm and soft on mine as i melted into kiss, you traced an endless journey on my back with fingertips, it was not for me to see, �only feel it now,� you said as you poured stars from tongue across my belly watching as they sank in, deeply gentle, and i knew you then, as before, while vision blurred then merged into the shining now again. ribs and heart blossomed open into breathing valleys of wildflower, oceanwaves of colour swayed, rising and then falling borne in spirit air singing only of your always touch unruly vagrant thoughts clambered to take hasty flight on waiting wings of dragonfly as your timeless voice banished them and filled my miss-you mind with peace, your calming ways and words of love that so precisely knew me then, as so many times before, became the sunlit rain washing through my soul:blood:tears and i drank you in. your liquid tones of gold rolled through me slow and evertrue as the moment held, suspended in pure power, invisibly eternal in velvet ecstasy so close to being painful in its privacy that i felt whole again � |
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| *image: gilbert williams |
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