She will believe in everything I believe in
She will look at me and know I’m not perfect but understand
She will understand that I woke very hard for many reasons
She will need to know that I need her
That is all
I almost didn’t write today
Got wrapped up in the swell of summer heat
The wind from open windows
And the sweet caress of words.
But as day ends and the sun crawls back beneath the horizon
And sister moon opens her dreamy eyes
I feel you.
Feeling love like a cancer in my bones
I can sense it’s swell and spread.
Feeling your absence like a pit in my chest
A vast expanse of longing, dark need that rivals the universe.
Feeling my dreams, tangible, as they wrap themselves around my ankles and arms and heart
And give me strength.
Feeling that I was born for primal heat, for the wafting of
Equatorial temperatures, for memories dripping from pores
Simple undulated sensation of heat.
Feeling languid and humid
Liquid.
Feeling words flow through me
Waves of mirage, metaphor
Warm taste on the tongue of my mind.
