just once, for me?

You have come in the whir
of bumblebee wings and visit
at each new moon when stars
are at their brightest. You come
as dew, the tears of angels
thankful for the rising sun
but you never come for me.

Do not come for the flowers
or the poetry of translucent wings
brushing petals. Do not come
as the first wail of a newborn
or the splash of surf against my knees.
Just come as you and bring your smile
your touch, your precious skin
kissed by mother sun. Just come.

and this time, come for me.

for Him