your gaze
across
my cheeks

turned them
into
strawberry fields.

Tell me..how do you stand there?
filling the doorway....of my life.

and the afterglow...
of your gaze...is the only
sweater that I need.

i want to be
in love with you

the same way
i am in
love with the moon

with the light
shining
out of its soul.

the one
who will jolt awake
all the unwritten
the unsung
and the unlived
in me.

i am waiting
for him.

be the kiss in my hair
that no one sees

move, when i move
sigh, when i sigh...

be that line from a poem
that i hold in my eyes.