Is it possible to miss a persons chest?
The way it rises and falls with their breathing  and pulses with blood flow 

Letting you know they are alive, just as you are alive

And your timelines interconnect the way your breathing synchronizes 

You walk with your right foot forward and he trips over his foot to match your careful steps

You love to hear the rhythmic ebb and flow of whispered thoughts into your ear 

And on his chest your head is resting like the pillow you slept on last night except much more comfortable

The cold air outside gives him a chance to explore your arms and hands
and make you feel protected and loved
You feel home again even though the house you grew up in is only a block away

There’s this never ending warmth

That ignites your cold fingers with the heat of something more powerful than a comet

You do miss his chest

Your head-rest and peace

Of mind from this too-loud world

That doesn’t take a moment to hear a heartbeat

I swear
Sometimes
I am
Just drawing
Or wasting
Away
And I breathe
In and a cool
Quiet air enters
My lungs
It smells like
You and tastes
The way summer
Nights feel
After rain
I am breathing
You in daily
With tea in the morning
And heartache
In the afternoon
Incense like
Lighting my senses
To the smell of
The love you gave
In darkness

When we are
Fumbling
Through the
Clumsy first
Kiss where
Our lips meet
(And my heart
Is swimming
In fire-
Mentioning it)
The act
Of solemn
Silent
Serenity
That zips
And zooms
And soars up
To space
It doesn't end
And we are
Dancing
Back and forth
Giving and taking
And giving again
Lovely limbo
Of the stars

In your car
Summer breeze
Kisses your
Cheek and
So do I.
I am not thinking
Only being
Feeling
Laughing
Playing
Loving
Living
And all of the
Other -ing's
At once
Because I can
Be everything
I am when you
Are with me-
All at once or
Sleeping in silence
Your heart beat
Keeping time
With the stereo
Post-rain dreams
Moonlit night.