Tapestry

“I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world as me.” F. Scott Fitzgerald

You are the space betwixt

my skin and my heart -

more than a beloved

manuscript on pages,

a borrowed entity

for a brief moment

of gilded time,

the rise and fall

of my chest as

I breathe your essence,

a patch of love

silhouetted against

the midnight sky,

succulent juices, dripping

on my tongue,

gentleness soothing

my sobbing soul,

secret summer days

in sunshine of you,

resounding poetry

sparkling in your eyes,

fragility among

hard bitter surfaces,

as you touch me

while we are

standing apart ,

wings exploring

our world,

tapestry of us

braided together

becoming one.