Every kiss I plant in your garden
Makes me desire your closeness;
To squeeze you in my arms
Is a stones throw from heaven.
A never wanting ocean;
Where love is brimming at seams
Satin waters engulfing our feet
As we walk hand in hand
Through sun warmed sand.
I awake every morn intoxicated
Off of your sweet voice;
Your soft caress; perfection in flesh.
Even the sky’s tears drip
Whenever it sees your skin
For your sway woo’s the atmosphere
Rose petals waiting within billows
Longing thundering within rain,
It misses your face also
Even when you’re here
Jonathan M. Emerson