Yearning

Inside there’s a flutter here, a flutter there, incomplete indeed.
My road leaves imprints of your footsteps, a mark to track,
follow with intrigue, lose myself with ease. No need! Your scent lingers
on the air, I’m left to let it consume me with greed. Lungs filled full of
lust: fast hearts, wondrous thoughts, slight glances packed with
meaning. Empty holes pocket my chest without you near.

Once I was a believer in love; second time I see you gives me nothing
more to believe in. The moon shines on your back gleefully, as I watch
from my car enthralled – just like the night before, I thought my eyes
might burn to your very soul. These trees above are heavenly guards,
for now at least, a while, for I can’t be with you every waking hour.
The drop that drips from my eye is all for you.