Our Time

Missing you already
Though we just spoke this eve
Seems I just can’t get enough
Of you…

Last we sat
The games we played
Challenged my restless mind
And body…

When we touch
There is this ecstatic sense of comfort
I find myself awash
In ease…

And that kiss
Spoken softly without words
With a wisdom far beyond
My understanding…

The emotions swell
Spilling out before me like a river
Un-dammed and set free to
Wander wild…

To see you
Seems my only want
To stop, and swooning, savor
Our time…

April 19th, 2006

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