For My Husband

If there is any truth to us, I could still see You, the way I saw you long before this Need took root in our hearts - A desire to consume one another. Friend, I know your face like my own and I'm still memorizing the shadows of your soul Sailing through the depths without wind Right before the hour hand makes another tick, Behind us, calling us, commanding us Like life has its own agenda - A parasitic desire to consume all that we have become. Bridge the gap between here and there, Over distance and time and death, Troubled pasts and pulsating dreams, Water the earth of my heart with your tears, and I will find you, Will return to where we were, where you are. Ease the echoing void with the knowledge that Your soul is my own and your pain has no Mind for the strength of our desire.