Working Poem #2

Lingering Within Me

Night time brings you closer
that time
when i squeeze my eyes shut
and all my preconceptions
coalesce into a familiar vision
tenderly frail
ah, so easily broken...
held together only
by the beating of my heart.

Whispering words not yet heard
while trailing fingers
not yet felt,
you spread me wide and open
exposing
tremulous yearnings
for what might never be.

Awash in the creative waters
soul sinking back
splintered to the temporal,
your name
oh, it falls so easily
from my ambiguous lips...
only to have the night
whisk it away.

So i squeeze my eyes shut.