I was thinking, again,
about you
wondering whether the smile,
sweet and seductive,
was sitting there
in the curve of your lips.
I imagined the playful laughter
of a carefree minx,
just enjoying the right to be
Wanting to experience
the moment for myself.
So smile and dance,
take that chance,
feel free to be, and in the quiet
idle moments, think of me.
For my part,
I wish I could remember when,
in whatever life we have had before,
we were together.
Oh to savor them, the faded memories
of those ancient, lost kisses
when we, the everlasting soul mates,
the blended kindred spirits,
found the union among the heavens
I never imagined that
I could believe in that sort of thing.
But I find my faith
in things beyond my heart,
beyond my hope, growing.
In the eternal link of loved and lover,
the stolen kiss under cover
of make-believe stars
soft skin and softer breaths
wrist to hand, heart to mind
the seductive lace
of fingers intertwined
the silky threads
of mind body and soul
when one, in the idle moments