Contemplation

it is a dark color i walk through
here amidst the sounds
of pounding raindrops on the window
i throw the covers open
and think of you
and how to be opened to you in such a way
would capture me boundless
i slide into white and wish
you were here to slide next to
pulling phantom weight of down
across my body
and wishing it might be your soul
to protect me against night invaders
the subtle current touches my skin
the cool air
brings the surroundings into awareness

and i am here
looking to the ceiling
like a gate into some secret place
where we might meet
there... just there
along the water of my dreams
i can't speak
save with my eyes
letting my last word be "hello"
sinking into the warmth of your eyes
where i lose time
by escaping its dimension

you
only you
can do this to me
laying waste to my senses with
ever sweet familiars
to be left
holding this heart over the universe

written whilst on a business trip and wishing such a person existed