there's something in his words
that makes my heart ache
the longing for the touch
of his breath as he whispers
an emptiness i await
to be filled up with him
to the brim and overflowing
when he surrounds me and
wraps me in his brilliant
words of knowing, when he
shakes my core of sweetly ripened fruit
longing to be taken into his
beautiful mouth before it is
withered and bitter
and when he sings so freely
these salty waters flow warmly
down my delicate face, defrosting
that lonely chill that has ached in my bones
and stilled my heart to a distant patter
as i suffocated under a beautiful white
blanket of nothingness like snow
fallen on a lonely grave
of unrequited memories
and the salt curves over my lips,
the taste bringing me back with a sigh
to a hopeful memory of his skin
against mine between crumpled
bright white sheets
and his voice, soft but strong
clings to my skin for comfort
like that worn old t-shirt begging
me to hang on
he speaks out and my need grows
as his heat flows into me and my skin
tingles and warms with the waves
while i'm drowning in the ocean
that is him
spilling into me and seeping
up into my lungs as ripened
fruit explodes and he drowns with me
in my sticky need to have him this way
forever
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