I can’t sleep, hating dreams
That are bittersweet illusions…
Drifting in a dark place until I find you
I feel your skin, taste your mouth
Burning hunger overwhelms me
Like a terrible fire raging in my blood
And I want only to pull you close
No separation, closer than life
No sight, no sound
Beyond the rush of mingling breath
Where I find a kind of peace
That’s like flying between the stars…
But then I wake again
And again I am alone,
Memory of how you taste
As fresh as if we’d only just kissed.
My wings are lost
And I’m sailing into the abyss
Without a parachute,
And I can’t fly.