It’s hell- to have known- love
Beyond the mind’s pale threshold
The means and ways; its full truth
Then beset by its touch, in- alone
Yet- ever elusive from capture again
Still like some rebellious soldiers
That refuse to die or ever surrender
Unscheduled past still comes to raid
To lay siege however it be briefly
Overcoming my human resistance
Re be, in stolen reflective moments
Slated for some mere pedestrian task
Destiny too careless to assign purpose
Leaving me vulnerable, as I am now
Unequipped for what happens next
Memories of your existence become
As motility of chills erupt rampantly
Across surface of my unsuspecting skin
Loosening floodgate; my treasures trove
In both my conscious and unfed body
Hidden teardrops weeps in their visit
Oh! how I’ve missed- your- touch
All the energy it causes, to explode
Nonpareil taste of your celestial lips
All those intimate whispers told me
Releasing me from times stewardship
Infusing vivid color and birthed galaxies
Where our euphoric nakedness lived- us
A thousand times itself as if left unwritten
Convincing our souls, we were…eternity
Poet of the Light © 2019