moss laid tears

 

So standing, as if always there 
Watching, waiting, dreaming in pain 
that life is suffering, so burned into your eyes you can not
can not see past it
enveloped. 
I wish to disrobe you,
part by piece
whole and slowly,
kissing each new unveiled skin 
unseal scared parts
find there the treasure of your light.
be warm and loved inside of me and me inside of you.
mingled. mixed.

not so sweet as the nightingales song...
i lay in the sun as so kisses the moon,
and moss laid tears drift away as I day dream of you.