My eyes have feasted on a delicious bounty of curve and contour. These hands how they have ached to follow each one to it's end. Ten desperate digits, longing to follow luscious lines, with each touch plead more. Light and delicate this touch, still it burns like the breath of the mid-day sun. This visage, however, is not where my heart found breath to begin. It was with a simple phrase, this heart, bound by scars and fears of truth, became undone, by a million visions my dreams had yet to see. My heart again could breath in and speak adore. Whisper to me my dream, and set this man free. My love, evermore, be.

A life too lived long and unwanted, drops me here, a castaway on distant shore. After braving so many painful storms and empty days. A fool may hope and wait to see things not likely to be. A dreamer will dream during the brightest and the darkest days. This foolish dreamer will stand here, arms open and heart smiling, this day and evermore, hoping for that one day when I will see you, my dream, standing here before me.

Awaiting behind soft delicate folds
Tiny glistening diamonds waiting to be revealed
Each delicate caress beckoning then closer
Closer to the surface
Closer to awaiting fingertips
Closer to eager tongue
How I long to gaze on glistening beads journeying out onto luscious thighs
To watch your body tremble
To count each anxious sigh

I miss the touch of your beautiful voice. Its soft luscious velvet tones, light and delicious, radiating outward, and warming me from deep within. Like sipping from a perfect slow cooked soup, your melody filled me, and left me in this warm wonderful bliss.

Have I loved you forever? Are you the dream I saw in others? Are those the eyes that dried so many tears? Is it you I have loved all these lonely years?

Lay your head here on my chest. Listen to the words my lips have yet to confess. In each muffled beat awaits. The truth in dreams, hope, and fate. It is you my love that I adore. It is you that fills my heart, my hope, my thoughts of evermore.

I wish you were there. A tiny madman darting through the woods without a care, chasing coons, squirrels, and rabbits. His mind was clear and his dark eyes as wide and bright as the sky. He stood an insurmountable for before any boys who thought this small one prey. He fought like a demon and ran like the wind. How glorious he was to behold. Nimble and fearless he took on the tallest trees and deepest ravines. His father didn't give him much more than those big brown eyes, but he did teach him that fear was a waste of time. So many worlds to conquer right outside his door. I wish you were there to run with him. He would have shared all of his secrets. The best swimming hole is just over this hill, behind the old access road. The best lizards are in the back of the 2nd spring after you pass the swamp. This tree has his name at the very top where none of the other boys can climb to. He always left room for one more, just incase he ever met a girl he wasn't to nervous to talk to.

A wish will find its way there...tha warm kiss from the sun...that soft brush of you're cheek..a wish for a kiss...for a moment like this.

Come stand with me underneath the cherry trees, as delicate blossoms fill the air, with springs first breath caressing your cheek, and these large hands combing through the gentle curl of your hair. Let me kiss you, as tenderly and long as the cherry blossom's soft dance over subtle winds, with a kiss that breathes in the last breath of winter, unending until the last falling blossom's soft dance ends.

A heaven glimpsed through tired eyes. Hands reaching out. I have to try. Tired though they may be, they know I am incomplete without you here with me.