Month: December 2019

Loving you is as sweet and unexpected as the smell of honeysuckle in the dead of winter ,

as cleansing as raindrops on a cloudless day,

as powerful and devastating as a quake in the earth,

and as evolving as the phases of the moon.

Loving you is an unnatural and unrelenting storm within my soul.

~l m d

I wake from dreams of you in maddening confusion.

For I have felt your touch so honestly,

Seen your face so vividly, yet you have long since disappeared.

Never before have I dreamed of one this way.

Shall I forever lie awake,

Forever fearful that in slumber you will return to leave me yet again.

So now I beg of you; if our souls cling to each other as I fear they have done all this time,

Release me as you long so painfully to do.

~ l m d