Drifting On

And in the sun, 

beside the sea, 

my thoughts drift on, 

from you to me. 

I wonder if 

one day we'll be, 

together 

once again.

And in the dawn, 

a stifled yawn, 

I rise 

from nightly rest. 

A hand glides down 

from shoulder blade 

and slips 

across my chest. 

I know those fingers, 

I feel that touch, 

I kiss

the warmth 

in you. 

I always knew 

you would return, 

and we 

would be 

as two.