I saw the moon tonight and I thought of you. You are constantly haunting my minds eyes. Let me kiss your third eye, you say as you playfully push the hair out of my face.Warm embrace.I want to give you peacock feathers and write you songs. Outlining your body with my finger tips as nostalgia blasts and washes over us, for times neither of us have known well enough but have encountered with such longing always keeping the idealism at its peak beneath all the callouses and weak retreats. You breathe longing into my skin and desire rushes back into my eyes you make me feel as if I am floating and wavering above all that is benign. How your essence beseeches my senses into overdrive. I keep questioning whether or not to let myself fall as deeply as I like to but I fear it’s too late. Even if you don’t love me as much as I love you, I want you to experience love in all it’s purity this is my gift to you. You speak constantly of never experiencing sincere real love and I want nothing more then to give you just that. You ride my mind insatiably beckoning awaiting the call. I see you dancing mindfully in fields with peacock feathers and yellow and red and purple dangling in your hair as you smile and smile only looking for a friend to play. Your light brightens any room your heart pounds to the loudest bell your earthy lusty ways filling my senses with musky smells of clove and moss and bonfires. You are the gentle fervent wave that courses through my soul constant and steady always reaching to grasp closer and closer and closer constantly consuming. You are the light that never goes out you are the love and heat that radiates from earths sweet green on those warm summer nights. You are the trees that bend and shade lovers as they dance beneath. You are the love that I will always remember and need.
.You complete me utterly.
