My Heart...

I watch as you write. I hear your sigh when you sleep, the crumple of a sheet as you turn. I miss you arms, wrapping me in their sturdy embrace. I miss your breath; I felt it all but once in my mouth. I love you more than life. I love with all I know. I want to jump clear of this fog I hide behind and scream out- I’m here..! None of this makes any sense to me. I know not what it is about you that makes me feel so, just that every brush of your fingers sends my heart to panic mode. And yet, you know nothing. You know not that wish for you upon that streaking star. You know not the tears that fall at night. Songs and poetry define you, words that twist in and turn around in harmony. I cannot rhyme to you; I cannot speak of the joy I see in a mere glance in sonnets of ringing poetry. All I can think of doing- to you, my shadowed love- is fix upon in inky words, that don’t seem right to my mind but sigh along with my heart, with pretty adjectives and frivolous letters how much i want you to know. Know that I Love You. I LOVE YOU...I love you.