Questions of His Mind

I lay here thinking of your questions, and thoughts how could You not know of what... would it be like for me looking at flowers on the streets of New York at the one of many open store fronts crowded in enjoyment sipping my favorite morning java being carried away in steamy thoughts of you Waiting, my love for you to find me openly... Destined for promise you Walking with the crowd but the nearing of my presence slows your pace questioning... the energy that turns and moves you with a feeling-seen in your eyes, knowing that you will soon see my face only being lead by a dream that holds my spirit you are lead off course to touch Running toward the unknown, but welcoming warmth ...solace, that confuses your mind like a gust of wind from out of nowhere she has to be here you have daydreamed the fragrance from my neck after gently pushing my hair aside Yes, you smell me in my mind intensity of happenstance lets you know It's me wearing that hat...almost not breathing anymore, making everything a blur, you run and put your arms around my waist without ever seeing my face and taste my neck with a kiss...I know it is you because our hearts begin to beat rhythmically, and like a great crescendo... start to pound like kettle drums One second feels like a life time, with you. Kissing, and crying with an ocean floor of anticipation. Hugs meshing souls with all questions... finally answered.