Anticipation

A shiver down your spine
Hurricanes in your stomach
Thoughts racing through your skull
Circling round
Returning to the same point

Minutes feel like hours
Hours feel like days
Time crawls on

So close and yet so far

It bites at you
Nudges you gently
Paws at your ankles
Persistent, unending, unceasing

Didn't

Ripping tearing throbbing bleeding dying
A thousand daggers stabbing
Too slow
Waited too long
Thought too hard
Should have acted
Should have moved
Could have saved it all
Could have changed the course
Could have made an impact

Didn't

O Melancholy

To hides ones face in vain attempt disguise

The sorrow shining from thy face and eyes

What sorrow’s this, that tears a heart apart

And wrenches cries, unknown, from deep your soul

How can one feel this burning, ripping fire

And yet stay whole and walk upon the earth

Is purpose here, where footsteps once did fall

It seems it hides elsewhere

Nothing is here

More than nothing

?

Loss.

Heart wrenching. Wrenching cries. Crying tears.

Hide your face away

Nothing is all there is now

O melancholy

Missing You

I miss you
I don't know why
I think of you but I think of others
I want to see you but I want to see others

I miss your face and how it feels beneath my fingers
I miss your smile and how it feels beneath my lips
I miss your breath and how it feels on my body
I miss your voice and how it sounds in my heart

Your face is not enough now
Your smile is not enough now
Your breath is not enough now
Your voice is not enough now

I need your touch on my skin
Need your lips on my cheek
Your weight on my chest
You in me

I want to see you because there is no other
I think of you because there is no other
I know why
I miss you

Sonnet

The way you laugh and hold my grasping hand,
The way you smile and kiss my hungry lips,
The way I love you more than I can stand;
Your eyes, your arms, your fingertips.
You always make me smile when I feel blue,
You know the things that turn my tears to joy.
Your words cast spells, make me think just of you.
The only thing I want now is you boy.
I want to share my day, my ups and downs,
I want you in my arms, to feel you near.
I want to see your smiles, and more - your frowns.
When we're together there's no thing I fear.
My world is you - my life, my love, my heart;
My love runs deep - these words are but the start...

A Summer's Day (working title)

Breathing.  Sighing.  Talking.  Laughing.

A summer breeze through the still bare trees.

Breathing.

Napping in the sun on a crowded green.

Sighing.

Kisses and hugs among nibbles and mugs.

Talking.

Throwing and kicking and missing a ball.

Laughing.

Hoping.  Wishing.  Holding.  Dreaming.

Watching from a distance while sitting in the centre.

Hoping.

Knowing that this day was unique in every way.

Wishing.

Photographs.  A video.  Building memories.

Holding.

The first fun of the summer still to come.

Dreaming.

Dancing.  Hugging.  Kissing.  Sleeping.

The hold all wrong, to laughs instead of song.

Dancing.

Two arms, two souls, two hearts, connected.

Hugging.

They meet, they stay, meant to be this way.

Kissing.  Sleeping.