Wandering

My body wanders,

My mind is fatigued,

My lips taste him,

My tears speak...

My thoughts wonder,

About our past and present,

Of our future..

Of everything.

He could propose to me now,

I'd say yes,

I'd do anything for him,

For him,I'd be the best.

He loves me less though,

Not being negative,

Not being depressed,no.

But I wish he could feel how I felt.

That his hands would wander for me,

That he'd what to hear my voice cracked,

That he'd want my heart to melt.

Him and I last year..all moments of love we felt.

I dream of him day and night,

In mind,though out of sight.

My beautiful desire and fiery mess,

My comfort in his sensual caress..

For each moment,memory with him,good over bad..I was and am happy,his love,heart and soul,May the Lord bless.