An Old Love

As I sit in the window

Staring out into the night

I think of you

I think about the way your words

glide off of your tongue

dripping like honey

drenching my soul with

the sweetness of you

bathing me in you

And how your voice

Deep with bravado

Serenades me

Soothing my soul

I truly do miss you

I miss your arms holding me

So tightly

Cradling me

As if I were being held for the first time

And song to by a new mother to her first born

And although I know I’m not your first

You caused me to feel like I am your only

The only one you’ve ever touched like this

The only one you’ve ever held like this

The only one you ever loved like this

I think about the way you touch me

Lightly in the small of my back

And how that one touch says so many words

I want to protect you

I want to caress you

I want to show you so much more

I want to love you

And with those words

From the tips of your fingers

I am overjoyed

For I too want to and do love you.............

Erika G. © 2008