397 It’s A Strange Occurrence [26 March 2001]

it’s a strange occurrence
or maybe not so
I’m consumed by this feeling
day in and day out
for a man whose actual face
I have not touched
I go through days
his name hanging in the air
that surrounds me
his smile a pleasure
I have not had
I want to ease his pain
stand by him
in any situation
to sit with him in the dark
just to let him know
that I want to be with him
even in his times of inner turmoil
I want to submerge myself
in all that is him
and drown
lost but found within his depths
his eyes I would kiss
for the blessing that he can still see
his physical beauty enchants me
but more so his soul
his words I read
to drench my soul
in every piece of him
that I can
I would love to sit in silence
by his side
wrapped in his arms
just there
with him
these feelings are still so new
this amazing thing
that makes every cell in me
crave the simple sound of his voice
not just hearing it
but feeling as it rumbles in his chest
when I would lay next to him
if this be a dream
then let me stay here
in silent wonder
of all he is
let me live this dream
for as long as time
until I am but
a flicker of light
in someone’s memory

 

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Newbie weight lifter. Love cats and baseball.
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