The picture of you in my mind
seems to hang upon the wall
painted in darkness and dancing candlelight
The ceiling fan
tries in vain to cool me
it rattles and rocks
in divine unrest
My window can open no wider
no more clothing can I remove from my body
and I can no longer withstand
the lack of your presence
I close my eyes and I see
your face,
your eyes burning gaze through my soul
your lips ripe and red
part for whispered words
a language that transcends all time
delights my spirit
and my body
my face longs to feel your touch
to be cooled in your breath
you lay hands upon me
and the healing flows within me
I feel the glorious ache of release
the fears and concerns of the day melt away
evaporate into the heavy air
the heavens clense me
in your shower of gentle kisses
on my lips and face
and then...
The
sun long gone