From Whence He Came

If only

I could gaze into liquid pools

of your bottomless eyes,

see the dusk of your shadow

knowing you are part of me.

If only

I could tell you I want to wrap

you inside me in gossamer threads,

your heart beat in time with mine,

could feel your body caress mine.

If only

Layered in fluidity of your words

I could feel your love lingering

with me in cushioning warmth,

a forever radiance I could grasp,

clutching forever in a corner of

my skin with you filling my pockets.

If only

Without tasting your essence,

I could savor your soul in droplets

of passion lingering on my tongue,

hold your memory zippered inside.

If only

I could feel you beside me, breathing,

cherished thoughts of what we shared

before you return from whence you came,

while I remain here, alone, yearning for you.

cold wet earth slipping through my fingers.