I'm cleaning my teeth
and my head with
the hope that you
will once again appear
in my sight.
To solidify the space
I have held for you in
my heart and transcend
the cage you have been
keeping in my mind.
I dream of you
like the winds
sweeping my body clean.
Sharing the oxygen
under midnight stillness
of an autumn sky.
The leaves fall delicately
in the strands of your hair,
how they wish to have
a front row seat,
in the moment we are
creating together.
My mind doesn't wander,
like usual.
There are two thoughts,
circling in my cerebral sea.
One being secret,
the other, acknowledging
the softness of your skin
as it kisses my fingertips.
The breeze renders goosebumps,
the sheets we are entangled in
lend little mercy to young
lovers beneath the stars.
All I ask is for you to
be here now.
This should not pose a problem,
as you have already become
captivated,
not likely to simply dismiss this,
though it may not have come
to your attention yet.
Two hearts beating in tandem
provide the baseline
to the symphony,
so sacred.
So still.
Each breath being on cue,
everything is perfect.
Rhythmically speaking.
And even though it always is,
in these moments we bask in
one anothers presence,
it is so blatently obvious that
heaven and earth are one.
Love is the catalyst that
sparks the memory of such things.
Such amazing things.
