Mar 2016
I miss you
I miss the stark moonlight that danced across my sheets
Reminding me of your
fingertips
bare strips of flickering silver light illuminating
my hallucinations
of your face in my dreams.
I recall wood smoke
drifting through the evergreens as you laugh
at my meandering soul
my searching hands
my wandering feet.
And I wonder, not for the last time
If the stiff conconctions my late night brain produced
could really substitute for a real life you.
flesh
blood*
bone
Something my empty hands could
Hold on to.
*I miss you
I miss the stark moonlight that danced across my sheets
Reminding me of your
fingertips
bare strips of flickering silver light illuminating
my hallucinations
of your face in my dreams.
I recall wood smoke
drifting through the evergreens as you laugh
at my meandering soul
my searching hands
my wandering feet.
And I wonder, not for the last time
If the stiff conconctions my late night brain produced
could really substitute for a real life you.
flesh
blood*
bone
Something my empty hands could
Hold on to.
*I miss you
