Words on a Page

Fussing with your pile of pillows, your firm flesh melts into me in a flash

The curve of your hip in my palm, my chest fills with life

Images in my head, along my thigh, pounding inside like a sigh

All is right, floating together into the night

Knowing, really knowing, the landing will be

A beautiful new dawn

A glance, a smile, a dream playing in your eyes, remembering

Yearning for a replay among the billowing sheets

Reluctantly moving apart, unwinding the limbs of our merged being

Piecing ourselves, reluctantly, into the separate players

For the world to see beyond the circle of you and me

Shadows flopping lazily down the steps and up the walls

The light behind as it moves across the long separated day

Away from you

Adrift with the promise of us fluttering by in gasps of yearning

Apart we are just words on a page

But evening brings substance to the shadows directed by our joined light

Blood pumps wildly again reforming us

For Nancy, my love, my life