One by one my thoughts
interlace with your fetish.
I find hints of you in everything,
a disembodied smile,
an abbreviated sentence
whispered from the inside out,
a sense of connection
abstract enough to deify
and yet too imprecise to define.
I pass my nights in fitful dreams
and my days wondering
what it means to leave a lasting impression.
How it is that you can be both
integral and inaccessible at the same time?
I want to welcome you into my life,
to tuck you into my heart like a battle cry.
In other words I want to feel you,
all of you, in every part of me.