Missing you

Sometimes this feeling of missing you

Fills the room

As life offers the promise of tender gentleness

That falls like a gossamer mantle

Over the ending of the day

I long to rest with you

Or share a meal

And see the face

That holds the spirit of the one I love

So deep inside

Sometimes the missing of you

Makes my heart burn

Especially late at night

When our fires of longing awaken

Freed from the repression

Of the cold light of day

Then I imagine how it would be

To taste your kiss

And feel your skin so close

To me

While liquid pleasure

Ran like silk

Through my veins

And yet for now

Even though I feel your spirit so close

Our temporal bodies

Are so far apart

And there is a both an ache in my heart

As well as gratitude

For the missing of you

For if you were not in my life

How much darker

Would be the dusk?