Your Kiss

I seek your kiss.

Lips that tell

me you are

not a dream.

I no longer

have to run

to my pillow

praying when

I close my eyes

you will appear.

I feel your breath

upon my cheek,

the warmth of

your skin,

my body speaking

 a vocabulary

I didn’t know I possessed.

Your voice touches

the strings of my heart

playing a love song

that will not end

when the sun

stirs me from my sleep.

I touch your skin

knowing you are real.

Today I embrace the morning.

I can dream with my eyes open.

©Susie Clevenger 2010