Crossing Sensation

Crossing Sensation


From my dreams you emerged,
Rising - fair in your voice,
Delight to my ears,
Filling my head as before
With a language only known
During my moments of sleep.

I have seen you nightly
For at least a dozen years,
But the flow of your skin,
The sensuality of your curves,
The grace with which you do simplicity -
Exceeded the stunning woman
I knew I would find, but
Only knew through moonlit excitements.

As I was by your side,
In my memory and of our time,
I inhaled in your spirit and
Smoked in your soul
To bring myself to your truth,
Filling my lungs with your scent
So I may breathe your essence.

If I never had another bite
Of which I would taste

I would still savor

The delectable spice of you

And it would fill me forever.

   Here, what remains is my descent

   Into the trappings of emotion.

   I fear it, for the pleasure

   You bring and for the desire

   Driven from my deep.

   But these tones, images, aromas, and flavors

   Bring you to me closer

   And in my arms we know

   What we believe so unlikely

   Yet spoken no less true. 

More than these things

What presses my heart to you

Is your presence on my flesh.

The joy of your caress,

Your body against mine,

Our eyes locked in a single gaze

While our physical reason

Delights in the tangible pleasure

Of the other we never knew lived

In this, our haunted reality.

   But you do, in thoughts and thrills

   And I can not free from you,

   For what you are is here,

   Every eve I experience -

   Awake and unconscious.

Every slide of my skin is your breath,

Every bend of my limbs is your walk,

Every shiver which crawls on me,

Shaking to my core, is your touch

Upon my sense and self.

Your hips match the motion of mine,

Your lips are still sweet on my tongue,

Your fingers still roll through my hair

With every encountered breeze.

   My nerves, my skin, my blood

   Seem to keep your memory

   And will not let me forget

   That the one who felt me so

   Is true and well beyond illusion.

   She steps in this world,

   Eyes the insane where I dwell,

   And she is, she is the one I

   Know, want to know, and can not shake.

   She has moved across

   The nights of my dreams,

   Beyond the nightmares which shatter me,

   From the feel of fantasy

   And into the real of ecstasy.