I hid your letter under my
Pillow last night,
And when I awoke,
Your sweet words caressed my sleepy eyes:
Casting a timeless spell upon my heart
That I clutched the paper close to my chest
So that it,too could read and drown
In a sea of letters, words, sentences:
Every indentation commanded by your
That hand that feels so soft and so warm,
Brushing against my cheek.
Lips upon lips
Our hearts search
Pushing through the boundary
Of vulnerability, insecurity-
Their concealed nakedness,
Aching to collide in fiery bursts,
Searching for their own demise:
To find cadence within a single beat,
One rhythm within our chests forever.
I hid your letter under my pillow last
Night and, when I awoke,
I got you.