pepper kisses, on honey-salted lips

( on the petal soft skin )

pepper kisses on hands that always want to be touched

pepper kisses on the forehead

that whisper

"you are safe with me"

the sun and the moon

are the big two

on the endless sky above our heads

they meet every year but they never touch

sharing warmth and light

with the vaguest of caress

now you and me...

we are just their descendants

that not only get to collide

in each others spheres

but also love, touch, and stay

we get to make a home

in each others hearts

in each others souls

in our bodies that constantly crave one another ,

I am a moon child of a summer's night, my dear

colored with stormy seas

and wildflowers on my lips ,

and you are Apollo's favorite daughter

made of amber

chocolate and honey hues

a warrior of many battles

and a protector like me,

your embrace matches mine, Apollo's child

and my moonlit fingers

intertwin perfectly with yours

my love,

in the end we are not solely our parents

we are our own

a brand new light and warmth

that deserves to be loved

my stormy oceans call upon you

and can only rest among

your universe's vast amber hues

once upon a time

I was just a hollow tree

I was both the empty space ,

and the wind that danced between the fractured trunk

a home once so full of life

now

completely abandoned

with just echoes remaining

( small sounds

to fill the existence around me )

the wind was singing to me

but I had no strength in my arms to cradle it

oh how much I wanted

to keep it warm

but there was no heat in me to give

We are the only Sun and the Moon that collide into each other

an eclipse that lasts a lifetime

( infinite lifetimes blend into a tapastry of the univers's design

and shared with you, my love )

it is one of my heart's desire

to be nestled into you without end

for I am the warmest there

filled with the most calm

being by your side has found me in surrender

and it was one of the rare moments

in my life

that I had NO reason to fight

and maybe I had said it way too many times

(perhaps)

but surrendering to you... to us

in those moments when I lay by your side

it always has the same flavor

the same taste

somehow, it always feels like coming back home

I have several decades

written into my calendar

but through all the years put on my tab

you're the only person that I have found a home in

I have air to breathe

yet you are the only air that fills me whole

I have warmth in me

yet you are the heat that I truly need

I have a life to live in,

a world to sleep in

yet the life I want to live is by your side

and the place I want to rest is in our bed

between the walls of our home

my muscles ache

and my soul cries out for you

it needs you close

this body of mine yearns to rest in your embrace

but it is my spirit

that constantly calls out your name

( that has not changed - it called for you

even when it did not know

how you feel

just inches away )

my being always cried for you,

and rebelled against the injustice caused by the lack of your presence

but now it is even LOUDER

singing about you after days spent in the turquoise depths

of the water

that soothed us both.

and after joining in our little sanctuary

by the ocean and sand,

it cannot stand the distance it has away from

your fingertips,

from your skin,

your touch

oh how it HOWLS at the most random moments

I am unwell

disconnected in the world I live in

breathing too shallow, too mundane to suffice

when the only time I can breathe deeply is by your side

this soul is lost even after given the map to its home

its pieces are not in place

I am a dislocated shoulder

constantly throbbing for you

I am unwell

without the warmth of my February sun

a winter's warmth glow

that carries heat throughout the year

I feel how you ache for me

and it's a pain that hits me double

as it is a pain that is also my own

it is the same

this ache filters through every layer of my skin

it vibrates in my muscles

it is a constant cacophony of sounds rushing through my bloodstream,

I do not speak all of this often

actually it is quite rare

but what you say with words

I say with my stare

I sing in the silence in-between that I know you sense

and hear it in a way

I am unwell

I function,

I attend life,

I attend people

the air in lungs is without any damage, that is true

and yet, in the end, I seem to be covered with tiny holes

a stained colored-glass letting in light

but not holding in warmth for too long

you're everything

you bind my particles and make them a galaxy

a magnificent cluster of stars

that expends every night

until it becomes your universe

I am your

universe

and you are mine

and all I want is to collide into you

and STAY

I wanted to share it,

my feelings even if they are mostly a flood now

but I try to focus on every little wave

so I can read their lines to you