Thoughts
of You
It's
2 a.m. and I'm not sleeping
Toys are strewn across the floor
Not a sound comes down from up above
And in my subtle silence
I find me wanting you beside me
Warm and comfortable
Strong and gentle
Perfect for this minute's moment
In
my mind I see the angle of your face
Caught between the lashes of
Half closed eyes curious
I can hear your voice
In my mind replaying words
That sound like poems
Though you don't intend it
I can feel your breath
And taste you
Men get strong and women soften
Funny how that is
Caught
in a second of time
That didn't want to end
Is this really what love is?
mmmmmmmmmmmmm
Sing me another song
My fingers miss
The feeling of
Yours between my spaces
So many empty spaces
Happy to be filled
When
I spend
My time
With you.
(c) 2002, Catherine M. Harris
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