i feel you there...

i feel you there
you know
when you come
here
even when no words
are left
i can feel you here
it is as if my body ticks
in rhythm to your tocks
ticktock ticktock ticktock

you enter my mind
and your breath
brushes against my heart
and my breathing
breeds a life of its own
my nostrils quiver
as your scent
permeates the page
even when no words
are written
no ink spilled
and even when
you are not here
but there
i feel you
here
in your thoughts
of being here
i feel you here
when you come
here
in your dreams
time measured
in gasps
of the in between
your next time
and i feel you
come
here
 
again

the gypsy weeps...

her eyes in midnight velvet

black jet tamed by no man yet

soft breasts of alabaster silk
with skin like soft creamy milk

her hair spread like raven wings
when she speaks the gods do sing

lips all pouty and shimmering wet
she lives and loves without regret

spinning webs in ribbons of light
laid in shadows of darkest night
                  
secrets hid in red red heart
yearning for a love not lived apart

wish she did with all her might
but life alone is her sad plight

and so it is in the forest deep
the heavens sleep

as
the gypsy weeps