You

I think of your hands

How they reach for me

Touch me

Soothe me

Calm me

Relieve me

Pleasure me

How they work

To create

To fix

To provide

To protect

I think of your mouth

How it smiles

Kisses mine

Speaks truth

Shares your experiences

Opens

And gives

I think of your eyes

How they find mine

From across a room

Speaking volumes

Seeing me

Wanting me

Asking questions

Time to go

Inside jokes

Understanding

I think of your mind

Brilliant

Wise

Mysterious

Elusive

Free

To think

Find solutions

Make a difference

Capable

Beautiful

I think of your arms

Embracing

Strong

Comforting

Protective

Warm

Inviting

Surrounding

I think of you

All of you

And feel gratitude

Heart overflowing

For all you do

And all you are

You.

Are.

Amazing.

The Finding

Eyes searching

Soul reaching

Hands open

Mind quiet

Heart broken

Listening to friends

Reading, studying books

Sensing spirit

Discerning truth

Stilling soul

Tasting peace

Without answers

Promise

Without knowledge

Amazing faith

Moving mountains

Receiving angels

In the very hour

An open conduit

To home

All the Colors

The deepest of pain

Churning as a gray river

That once stole my black shorts

Leaving by bottom flesh naked

Holding, suspended to a red rope

Terrified- the black power

Of that white current

Wanting out, yet

Mortified- the full bearing

Climbing out

Would induce

The colors of 

My greatest hope

And deepest fear

Swirling, mixing

Two colors of paint 

With a stick

I hear my own voice

Inside my head

Saying these things

I want to hear

From your lips only

Washing over me

Pouring, dousing

Like hot water

Instantly warming

And quenching

The deepest want

My ears hunger

Pulsing, surging, tingling

Heart craving, suspended 

On a golden thread

I seek deep in your blue eyes

The secret

What it takes to urge

Intimate words

From your lips

Into my ears