In late moments like these

I desire, so deep, I long for

To touch, be touched

Run through to the place I cannot reach alone

I long for a touch so deep

It will pierce me

Leave me struggling, joyfully, on the very edge

For understanding

Unable to ever pretend

I am the self same

I hunger for the lightning

A conversation

Where words could never be enough

The sands shift

The waters stir

And I know you are close…

In my mind I wait for you to turn

And meet my eyes with your own