SoulReserve

unmoored

How softly
you breathe
my name
I hear it just
the same,

I feel you
stir
this balmy night
placid moon
a sea of clouds,

you touch
and move
restless
from deep to
shallow,

from shallow
to deep
and back again
you pace
the night
in quiet ache,

your want
fills
these days
like a summer
haze
beckoning me,

calling me
into your
warm embrace,

and besotted
I follow
your every
whisper
your faintest
trace.

© SoulReserve 2018

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