Thinking

you

I

yearn

with

you

I

feel

away

I

long

not

I

ache

why

does

love

painfully

touch

hearts

Falling

crushed

long

lost

love

she

scooped

me

up

sterile

home

to

heal

now

you

your

dreams

your

plants

and

plans

breathe

in

me

pure

oxygen

to

prosper

The

quietest

of

night

bathes

us

in

dark

silence

rustling

sheets

herald

closeness

humid

breath

breaches

distance

warm

arms

encircle

me

dawns

light

breaks

like

small

waves

of

day

No

war

was

ever

won

without

retreat

pull

back

regroup

take

aim

before

you

surrender

Having

chocolate

morsel

eyes

set in

pecan

lids

cliffs

of

cheekbone

toothy

smile

raucous

laugh

sofa

laying

smiling

as

I

paint

him

with

words

and

his

cinnamon

skin