nocturnal visitor
when you wake
and feel the whisper of a kiss
on your lips
on your eyelids
on your neck
when you feel the remanence
of goosebumps
and feel the whisper of a kiss
on your lips
on your eyelids
on your neck
when you feel the remanence
of goosebumps
from a touch
on your stomach
on your back
on your arms
when you feel the phantom warmth
in your hands
in your mouth
in your heart
when you breathe and the smell of love
fills your lungs
and your mind
and pervades your very soul
when that empty bed you lie in
becomes so monstrous
that you ache
so deep your bones
scream
know
that no matter how
oblivious you are
however brief it may seem
that I laid beside you
and kissed you
and held you
and loved you
until the sun peeked out
and I had to slip back
to my own empty bed
6 feb 97
on your stomach
on your back
on your arms
when you feel the phantom warmth
in your hands
in your mouth
in your heart
when you breathe and the smell of love
fills your lungs
and your mind
and pervades your very soul
when that empty bed you lie in
becomes so monstrous
that you ache
so deep your bones
scream
know
that no matter how
oblivious you are
however brief it may seem
that I laid beside you
and kissed you
and held you
and loved you
until the sun peeked out
and I had to slip back
to my own empty bed
6 feb 97
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