I hear whispers
on waters
that crash and swell
a calling
to my distant lover
who never returned
to lift the dews of my sorrow,
the fog is still there
and i wait, aching—
to be seen,
to be joined,
to be merged
as one

my chest
doesn't scream --
it hums
with a stabbing pain
too polite
to interupt.

my soul
it still reaches
for hands
that no longer
reach back
to me.

The hell beneath my skin burns more the longer I think of you. Your eyes especially, they glow through your hidden shy face. Your hair paired with your eyes and both paired with your smile redden me. You are the fire beneath my skin, and I often lose myself in your presence then think about how with a kiss I will pour love into your mouth, between your balmy lips and on your tongue I will leave words that really cannot be said out loud.

Flawless frequency
How can you conceive thee?
Dripping into each piece
Sweet moonlight cry
Fluid honeycomb high
Sensational pulsating glow
Genuine in each
Subtle divine reach
Each way unknowingly perfect
Unexpectedly urgent
Long lost and forever found
Soulfully free and heart achingly bound
Blissful blues
I found you
Flawless frequency
You move thee