You slapped my hands
that ripped your buttons
playfully
to feel your warmth inside

you sealed the eyes
that had been fluttering butterflies
waiting to besiege you
after a long days absence

and then you ask
taking refuge in the dark
when the lights are out
if I wont cuddle you?

Yes it is dark
and yes it has been long
too long that I waited for you,
in your presence

now your breathing and my tears
try to bridge the gap
that has come to be
between our minds, hearts and states of being.

This immense void
gnawing and growing each second
refuses to be encapsulated
through words;

this void that exists
as a reminder of the essence of life
that only our attentive loving can fill
and not our words-spoken or broken.

This vulnerability that seeks
protection through your confidence
is at risk of never daring
to reach, again-

I waited too long
for you to reach out
to be found sunk
when you finally did.

This heavy heart
threatens
to drag me still, to the bottom
of yet another long night

the warm sea water on which we floated
has now broken into our shell
our salty wounds stand naked, burning
beneath our drenched selves.

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