i wait patiently
in the pause before
the big silence.
i am lonely for me
in the space left by
a too big life.
i want to unhinge
my mind let down
my thoughts and exhale.
i miss
the intimacy of being.
how it feels to stretch
beside a moment and
etch that color sky to
this particular leaf
sailing along a minuscule breeze.
enrapture toe curling ecstasy
in the privacy of me.
Thank you Wanda for linking up!
“i miss
the intimacy of being.”
Loved that. I’m looking forward to see what you have for us this month.