Bound

My eyes follow every move you make

As if I were a voyeur hiding in plain sight,

But in your dream I’m dreaming awake

And my chest is heavy and tight…

I follow your hands with more than eyes,

I retrace the touch of your fingers in your skin

While the rain is pouring from the skies,

And I’m drawn to you, taken completely in…

You are aware of me, but you can’t yet see,

You continue, knowing I’m there, waiting,

For the rain to stop and for you to get free

Of the chains wrapping each wing…

Then it begins the inner search that draws me near

And near still until your scent makes me burn.

In that moment all turns right and clear

And step by step I cross the line of no return.

I drink the water of life from your open hands

And a new implosion rocks our souls, once more

Bound together as one by green silken bands,

Softly but tighter than ever before…