Give to me love’s fair and gentle embrace,
then shall I be whole,
as now I am in pieces.
Constantly searching for that last part
of the jigsaw that is me.
For when his face wakes next to mine,
no more the heart shall despair
in the caverns of my soul.
Let his song echo within me,
as I have so longed for his melody.
Eternity seems a moment
to the search I have conducted,
of finding his smile among all others.
Like the sun breaking through clouds,
a shining beacon
to my misdirected sails.
I fear his absence
makes stone out of flesh,
The constant hunger
pounding sensitive skin into rock.
Oh, that his heat
would melt me to the core,
revealing live blood,
under pale skin.
So long weathered
by life’s defeats.
Let him come
and forever I will be
without complaint.
Satisfied beyond all dreams.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017