you

The arch of my love light
curved toward the heavens
touched the stars.
The downward stroke of your brush
called to me,
Cried out to me.
You never said a word,
Not with lips and tongue and vocal cords straining.
Your eyes and your silence said more to me than
the words of all others.

I pulled myself to you.
Straight up face to face with you.
I pulled you down inside of me.
Down where no one else had been.

You leave, but somehow stay
The residue of your sticky love
Clinging to me for days
My mind in constant thought
Of you.
Of you.
Always of you.
I can not move past the moment
My eyes and yours touched rays
Your prismatic love shines all around
the various hues distracting me
The allure of you is irresistible.


Forgive me, just in a mood for words.