This Morning

This morning I woke up missing you.

Before I could stop it

My unguarded mind remembered:

My cheek against the smooth skin

of your tattooed back.

Your hand in mine.

Your dark beautiful eyes,

loving me.

Your breath in my ear,

and my hair

as you whisper, "Just relax."

Your arm around my waist

my hand on your neck.

And I cried, still half asleep.

Loving you is torture sometimes,

But I wouldn't, couldn't give it up

for anything.

Reviews

[Roberta]

Wow, just, wow.