Atmosphere

There is something lingering

In the air

I can feel it.

–

I can feel it

Just as sure as

I can hear

his voice

Resonant in my ear

–

A sliver of him

Here

–

The air is soft with it,

With the silent Echo

of conversation,

it is Saturated

With caring

with hunger

A Sensual

Aching

–

The softest sighs.

–

I rest beneath

This cloud

That hovers

Over my bed.

–

This atmosphere

created

By Weaving words together,

Affectionate words

Loving phrases

Whispered into the air

Forming an ethereal thing

–

It lingers,

This mist

Translucent tapestry

–

I revel

As I rest

Wondering

If it will

Cover me

Warm me

–

While

I

dream…

–

leah

4/2018