I’m never not looking or waiting for you:
Bold crickets serenade the watching moon,
And I think of you.
Gentle breezes lift tiny curls on my crown,
And I feel your understanding touch.
The smell of the first heavy raindrops from a frantic summer storm,
And I taste the charged flavor of you.
You dance with all my unseen senses through nature,
And instinctively I open my lungs, my mind, and my heart.
Absorbing the tenderness of my emotion,
Swallowing your sentiment.
I no longer curse the subtle connections,
That tether us, not allowing desuetude of soul.
Come to me my love:
In animal song, in playful breeze and in savory rolling thunder.
Breathe into me inspiration.
Evoke and awaken forgotten connection,
Submerge me away with abstract hope ever so gently.
The warmth of the sun holds the golden glitter of our hearts,
That innocent children delight and color their worlds in.