lean in to kiss me
in all the places

where the ache
is
the most special.

love
wounds me
with soft pillows
with tender lips
and fingers

I had embraced you...
long before i hugged you.

in the afterglow
of an evening rain

i lay down
in the grass
and think of you

my body aches
like an after-kiss

breaking in soft fires
and wildflowers

my dear,
i will always be
this tender for you.

I breathe in...the silence
of my own heart
aching with tenderness
with memories..
Of home.

tell me
of something fiercer
than the love with which
i gaze upon you

of something softer
than the tenderness
with which i hold you.