I feel you
with my eyes closed and my consciousness floating in the darkness
the crisp yet earthy scent of you permeating the air
wrapping its invisible arms around me in its
aromatic embrace
your fingertips brushing my shoulder like a
fallen leaf blowing in the breeze
feather-light and almost
accidental
your breath
warm and moist
spiced with the tea you last drank
from a cup that said
'Life Is What You Make It'
as you lean in to whisper into my ear
your voice warm and deep
thrumming my heart strings and arteries with its
bass tones
and soft vibrations
the essence of you filling my chest
heat creeping over my flushed skin as it expands
consuming me
with a sense of love that makes it impossible to
breathe
I feel you
and can see you just a reach away
with my eyes closed and my consciousness floating in the darkness
and I am left wondering
if it is the ghost of memory or
dreamlike hope of what is yet to come