Ten to Midnight

A Twinkle In your eyes
A song in your words...
You can’t believe how alive I feel
How desperate for my life I am
You’ll never know the sheer
unadulterated pleasure of
a simple drawn breath
just a hug
just a touch
just a kiss
burning type of lies and joy
pleasing internet images,
wanting... afraid... hoping.
Faceless, vacant of soul & truth
but still in need, like any person.
You want her
She wants you
Praying
Dreaming
Need
Wanting to fly...
You’re looking in the darkness of night
Despite the curtain of night
You share the same twinkling stars
You both see the galaxies
twinkling stars
galaxies
Formation – all yours’.
Hers’ & yours’.
Maybe you’ll meet her one day,
Running embraces, passionate kisses,
Making love till the sun sets and starts
Maybe the words & images will transcend
fear, into truth... hope and maybe love
But for now you have
the stars.
Wind blowing signifies a kiss,
A shooting star a wish
Ten p.m. your time
Midnight her time
So far apart – joined by a galaxy