hearts tear borders

 everytime I miss you all I can do is turn to God  the immense power of our distant physical love  becomes in truth a mystical love  a surrendering to the one we both arose from  in the strokes of my brush, the soft outpouring of colors  the amount of time I let my tea brew and slowly bring it to my lips  knowing it is just the way it is. 

I simply love and see it reflected by his essence this invisible thing that I can’t ever catch not even when I will finally dwell in his arms high on the waves of our mixed scents when he suddenly stands behind me to massage those tense little monsters out of my shoulders when I call his name with impatience to answer me from another room and I enjoy the short tone of his annoyance when I roll into his hug in the morning still blind and deaf like newborn marmots and slowly give each other eyes, ears and voice again constant, it’s the beat we move to, the light we drink, the air we breathe. 

 The fridge sounds like a field of crickets  in the summer, singing about your arrival?  My little rented house is held  in the lap of the earth white with snow  her hand rests on my forehead to take my fever  Don't take it from me, mother  as long as he isn't here  I'll take any flight to be with him. 

Sleepless, my uterus beating in my chest  my heart deep in my lower belly bleeding out homegrown roses I’m losing it and you hold me with presence from a distance tenderly you write me we’re here and there is a camera for our kiss. Petals everywhere in countless shades of red. do I now have to watch them lose color while it’s still burning on my lips? Live,  to eat and feed me  like you do with the music of your fingertips whatever it is you see, you mention it the deepest is-ness, our here-dom come the next om my love let’s dive in to melt forever.