Lying here alone,
Wishing I could wrap myself around you,
Fall asleep in your arms for one more night.
My Senses have been reborn.
I listen with new ears to familiar songs
Hearing in the words what I have never heard before.
Touch is no longer a physical sensation,
But a journey into my soul.
My eyes see beauty
Where there was only foolishness and eventual despair.
And the scent of you has permeated my den
Kindling desires I thought did not exist for me…
The desire to memorize
Every nuance of scent
Every detail of all that is you.
The desire to remember
From lifetimes ago,
Recalled for a moment,
Holding your hands again
Becoming the dance together with you.
The desire to share
Will you sow it with me?
Rejoice with me in the harvest?
I have tended my own garden too long.
©Khaos WolfKat 2002