Deep

candlewindow

Deep

hold very still.
I like the way the moonlight
paints your face
so softly…

as I sit
memorizing your breath
through slightly parted lips
my hands,, hungry for the freedom
that the night bestows
my body, longing
to feel your weight
like the shoreline feels the waves
rhythmic
relentless
release…

love doesn’t just happen
wait.
yes, it does

hold very still.
while I ponder
which came first
the wanting…
or the need,
and let’s see
just how deep
this love
can go…

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