missing you: I

Something so new, I can smell the steam from his brain...part of a new cycle called "missing you".

I.

thousands of miles impede my touch
impede my words and thus is such
a trial revealed and fates unsealed
until discovered split is healed.

that I might find my way to arms
that promise solace in their charms
to break this haze and spend my days
in full surrender where Venus plays.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.