Its only been weeks;
but it has felt like months
years -
eternity...
a physical barrier
between our bodies
emotionally lost
in the haze created
by endless miles
that have been shoving us apart
unconventionally
placed in the smoldering heat
of a dying summer
many things said -
unreasonable insult
dying with the cool air
of the night's smooth decent
nothing has left our minds
but the friction -
of the sunrise
that will always be there.
The next day.
But still,
as we meet – your strong arms
ropes bound around strong muscle
veins popping beneath your skin
pull me to you -
not any less so
as you once did
when we first separated.
Author notes
Well... This isn't much..
I was just thinking about summer, and going on vacation..
Whatever 
In a list
Be honest here.
Comments
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This is great! I can sense your longing and also brings up emotions within me. I love the lines "dying with the cool air
of the night's smooth decent" This line turns the poem around and leaves the reader with a feeling of optimism as the heat of the day dies down. Wonderful.
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I like the sense of the day's errors dropping away that this creates, even as the tension promises they'll return - there is this reprieve.
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