I sit in the quiet..
and sat back and look at everything.
Nothing needs to be done.
But yet..as I sit.
There’s a restlessness inside my soul..
That just can’t sit still.
I close my eyes and I see in my mind an image..
The sound of your voice.
The knowing..in your eyes.
The touch of your hands upon my skin that make me know why somebody created the word..
The gentle insistence of your lips..
Taste every inch of my lips..and me..
The melting of two souls..spirits..personalities..beings..things..rights..wrongs..successes and failure..confidences and insecurities..into one..
That the only thing that matters in this world..right now..in this time..in this place.
Looking at me..as if I were the only person..the only thing to ever exist for you..
A cherished diamond in the rough..
A soft cushion..to the jagged edges..
This. Is how I love you.
This. Is how I see you.
The next closest thing to the one that originally gave me breath..
Now sustains me..and sends it to me..
Through Your Lips.
That’s what’s missing.
I can’t breathe.