Cloven (Two Pieces of My Heart)

Desire

I must admit I have been thinking of you.......
My mind swirling with thoughts of the passion that resided
between us. I beg you to drink the aroma of my skin.
Be sure to soak every nuance and hidden
scent  through every pore of your body.
Don't miss a trace of my flesh
that moistens for you.
It's as if my skin cannot do
a thing yet crave  you.
It hungers for your finger tips
to graze all of the dripping places
To quench the carnal desire
of the covetous empty places.
For I am certain your touch would send
chills down every inch of moistened skin on my spine.
My back would arch towards you and long for your girth.

The Yearning

But yet I lay here alone in my bed and tears for the love I just couldn't quite grasp fall softly on my pillowcase.
It seemingly slipped right through my fingertips like silk.
Still I cry tears for the sadness
Tears for the loss
Tears for the bridges I wish we together could have crossed.
Tears for the ocean that lies in expanse between us.  

Your words renew and ignite my flame.
They inspire me to write love songs and poems to you my sweet.
They are the breath of the spirit that pick me up like the wind and carry me.
Without your eloquent words to lead and shelter me I am lost at sea.
I have no beacon to guide me nor lighthouse to run to.
I have only my vague memories that seem frozen beyond the mist. I can barely see your form, your elegant jaw, your face.
Yet my connection to you rages on with passionate flames.
I know that you feel it.
I know I hear your words carried by the wind.