Sighing

I want to walk barefoot in your soul for awhile,
leaving sandalwood-rose scented footsteps;
sway my hips to your silken dreams.1


I want to be tangled in your tomorrows
and wrap us up against your past;
daring through the dark, loving in the light.2


I want to plant myself in your heart beat
growing to the end of your tightening nerves;
encasing you in a rich, moist earthy embrace.3


I want to pour my joy of you into every crack
filling every pain caused break in your hopes;
drowning your doubts in passionate contentment.4


...I'll be there; feeling the absence of nothing,5

...I'll be there; watching the stars weep in their loneliness,6

...I'll be there; a gentle net to bring you safely to shore,7

...I'll be there; one hand on my heart, the other on yours8

Blessed in the knowledge that they will always sing the same song.