Thomas

your breath
is my light

so please continue
to treat me to
your mystery
your pathos
your dream

i hear it all
pounding
inside
my heart

sometimes
wavering
sometimes
strong

it's no use
by and by
i sleep within
your brown eyes

i wriggle in
the creases
that are whittling
toward your cheeks

but the passion
is young
and the attraction
is strong
like the first
time we met
half a lifetime ago

i still love you
i still imagine
that i mingle
with your every
molecule

and i still
hang upon your
every word