Longing
I can see you
it’s floating
The ocean waves
washing over me
I can feel you
it’s pulsing
My heart
beating for you
I can hear you
it’s brushing over
Your breath
caressing me
I can see you
they’re flowing
Your body lying there
my heart crying at your passing
Author’s note : Seeing as I had too much time on my hands one day during lunch…I tried my hand (rusty as it is) at poetry. I haven’t done so in almost 10 years so I am certain it needs to be picked over…with that in mind…pick away!