Love is formless
Unrestricted
Taking shape of the longing heart, 
Overcoming barriers of language 
Unresponsive by Time’s regions.
A crawling stream, or
Resting ocean 
With arms outstretched; 
Manifestation of learning intelligence 
Flowing from heart to heart
This Love desires closeness
Warmth from skin as we cuddle,
Conversations filling air, my
Fingers coming odes through hair
Your head perched on bicep
Eyes staring into mine.
I’m a simple man with simple needs 
Having you near is my only dream 
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You’re safe 
Every rising light 
Within the walls of my embrace 
Waking 
Facing your silken skin
Placing gentle kisses on forehead;
Awaiting to hear
Of where you ventured 
During yesternight’s reverie. 
(I love
When your voice graces my lobes
Sharing your inner most workings)
Affection lives
Within every cells of my being;
Every nucleus enclosed membrane 
Hungers to give you love;
Needing to give all of me
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As evening prepares 
Room for waiting darkened sky 
I stand on land’s edge
Contemplating 
What needs
To be done,
Brimful with elation of
What awaits within orbit;
I’ve become one with sand
As it swallows ankles 
Reminding of what’s been promised.
Now
Is time 
For rest;
Best is yet to come
Like rising sun
Love’s wings 
Flare in distant trees.
Humbled, I will fall upon knees
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Heaviness 
Takes breath hostage 
Leaving me hollow 
Lying on back in moist soil
Gasping for breath; love.
Empty fingers 
Plucking at nonexistent violin
For my lungs
Can’t expel carbon dioxide rich air
With lingering traces of gin.
My love
I need you here;
To hold me 
As I piece myself together
Your warmth 
Your smell 
I need all of it,
Today I’m lost amongst the rubble 
Searching for traces of sun
In the dust of rusted stones
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Consumed with heaviness 
Moon closes eyes
As she weeps silent love;
Her precipitation awaits no approval 
cooling fragments of longing 
Bask in its damp embrace 
As bits of liquid heaven 
Flutters toward soil 
Soothing ground
Until night returns
And the moon can dominate welkin
With her delicate fragrance
Bathing landscape 
In sliver paint; Reflecting 
every bead of residue precipitation 
Lingering on each blade of grass
Hardening into glass 
Soft within its grasp
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