What he inwardly longs for.....

What he inwardly longs for……

To touch, to hold you

Would make me feel

As if I had just awakened….

Stretching myself to my full stature.

I imagine coming to life

Inside your arms and knowing

That there is nowhere else

I’d rather be, for your softness

Will feel so good, so good to me….

I will measure myself by you

And how you fit within my grasp

molding to me, filling all my

empty spaces…flesh 2 flesh,

bone 2 bone, heart 2 heart,

breath 2 breath, spirit 2 spirit.

So in sync I am inclined to agree

That this is no stretch on my

Imagination that we could, indeed,

Most infinitely,

be           

                 One…..