Essence

I could taste you and feel your aura like angels breath
a cloud that is absorbed bought me common sense
the wishing well Aphrodite pours
in the eye across the miles a stillborn smile
abandonment in searching
wretchedness in hoping
all consuming emptiness to hug
apparitions the mind dreams in a fog

senses all in hieroglyphics
decoded now nothing specific
whirlwind dreams will have you spinning
a sink hole to drag ,all your being
our old songs from the Doors
the gifts we share of emotions afterthoughts
think this day of each unique essence
sweet or bitter, most a pleasure yours my preference