October 18, 2011

Intermittent Thoughts

And so we find ourselves intertwined. Me sleeping sideways to get some of the warmth you left behind when you rose to prepare for an early flight. You kissed me goodbye upside down as I whispered my dreams to you. We have found a comfort in this.

We pass each other in this silent dance and your smell whispers through me. I hear your laugh through thin walls and wish to capture it in my hand just to let it boisterously rush out again like fine sand.

I sit alone and smirk at the thought of you, my body melts at the idea of your touch.


K. Gray said...

I really like this post, nicely said


Doug said...

I miss your poetic touch when you don't post.