Here I was beginning again,
To breath and hurt and want more rain,
The kind that washes away everything,
Rain as the tears you dry and wring,
Out of hankerchiefs and feel.
Life is sordid, wish I could heal.
And taste a future in my tears.
Hidden within saltwater, my fears.
Have you gone away, will you seek,
Me out now, you’re busy all week,
Days roll by, we grow apart, breathe. . .
Each day you’re gone, my hope it leaves.
Life feels empty without the scene,
I had of you and me and I lean,
On the weeks work never complete.
Constant activity, replete.
Where are kisses that burn like fire,
Where are moments found of fierce desire,
Waking each morning to an empty,
Bed, where you and I lay gently.
Oh for the feelings of fingers,
Kneading stress out of my neck, please linger.
Caste kisses on my skin, trails you make.
While I’m asleep, smiles I awake.
Who said you can’t eat cake in bed,
Chocolate icing, endorphins fed.
And smear some on your lips so soft,
With perseverance lick it off.
And dull afternoons turn to skin,
So near and full of many sins.
I won’t tell your secrets if you keep.
Your promise to be with me, leap.
Where bodies tangle and embrace,
There is a connection of grace.
And lips swollen with kisses.
Your heart beats and I have a wish.
To be closer still and find what’s true,
Close as lips upon your chest grew,
To your fingers and their tight grasp,
Digits in my hair, pull — I gasp.
You and me we are partners in,
This game of life, with cheerful grins.
Our comings and goings,
Together we are, only knowing.
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