10292011

you sprawl 
above me

beneath me

around me
inside me
you sink

like a meadow

dressed with flowers
you sing

and why should i

object or complain?

but i have questions

inside my head

you see…

i want to know about the blue hue

that colors your longing at night

i want to know about the way

you balance necessity and desire

i want…

there is so much i want to know

but you know… my mind…

it can’t soar across the wilderness of you

but still…

i want to know what clouds your head

sometimes

and what about

that icy feeling you have

when you remember

suddenly

things?

and what about these thoughts

i have of you?

and what about this burn

you have for me?

and what about the echo

your flesh chants

beneath my skin

when you are not near?