Upon his lofty precipice
His tall pedestal
Risen up in my eyes, my heart,
Untouchable
Unattainable
And yet I touch him, as I can
So deeply
So fully
As I sing for him
The music of my body yearning for him
The sigh, that sweet, happy sigh
That escapes me only for him
And I speak the words
That fill his ears… his heart
Of how he sets my soul
So darkly ablaze
And drown so readily
In the light of his regard
Of how he stills my breath
And quickens my pulse
How he feeds the hunger
And quiets the storm
How he thrills my mind
And tempers my passion
Of how he raises me up
Into the rarefied heights
To gasp with
Sweetest sorrow
As I can only imagine
What it would be
To taste his elusive scent
Upon my breath
And speak the words
That send
The tendrils of my presence
Deep into the fibre of his being
Even across the vast divide
Across the world
And all the heavens
Yes even the very universe
To enfold him
And hold him
In the confines of my heart
And set him free
As he sets me free
From where he sits
Alone
Untouchable
With eyes that blaze so
Darkly…
For me…
