Soft, the thoughts of you,
gentle on my mind
like the embrace of a cloud,
billowing in the forever blue,
and your skin like a silken warm response,
to my every yearning touch,
your place beside me so empty, so bereft,
when you are gone.
Why does love fill a heart so completely,
that days like time meld and fall away,
until that moment we are together,
and thrilled I am in your arms,
my every sense alive with anticipation,
your tender lips a provocation
to become lost within you,
your soul my cradled joy.
Life moves with a viscous lethargy,
each step, each task a dragging feet,
for the lightness of being only exists with you,
my clumsy steps repeating
the beating of my heart so blue, without you,
and so I wait, held of breath,
until you walk in that door,
and find my open arms, my depth.
I wish the world would just rest, out of time,
so our lives could be free just to be, together,
and love would rule our world,
in a perfection of being,
seeing only love’s favour,
and the joy we find in each other
to chime like bells on high,
announcing eternal bliss.
Tony DeLorger © 2016