The truth is
I am grateful
Honestly
I crave
I long for
Transcendent love
Exhaustion at the end
Of a busy day
Could never mask
My desires
My satisfaction
A feeling of work
To do what I’m
Capable of
With you
As surely as grass
Yearns for water
My mouth seeks
Your bread
Even if I fear
The breaking changes
Surrounded
I search a great cloud
In a sky full of witnesses
Throwing off everything
Daggers that hinder
The wisps if words
Are lisps that conjure
Us absent on lips
An arm around to receive
What lowers to raise
Dips down to retrieve
The ghost of a love engraved
That wanders the halls
Aimlessly
Calling out
For the home
That cements it
Underneath our
Foundation
In the chest
Of our bodies
Pressed together
Even if exhaled sharply
Just for a moment
© GÄ
Poétique 