I don’t want us hiding

in coded conversations

where the “ … “ of a heart’s yearnings

 

remain unspoken, but lingering

like frankincense

anointing a room

 

A multiverse of musings

swirling in my mind

like a crowded bazaar

 

I feel myself sliding

Into this place where I becomes not I

and dig my heels in, to …

 

We glance and pause

breathing, around each other

in well meant contact …

 

Part psychic

part muse

ebbing and flowing to this new refrain

 

Come closer, though

feel this heat in my heart

and put your mouth to mine …

 

(An ellipsis (...) is a punctuation mark that can be used as a replacement for something omitted or unfinished; or as a way of indicating hesitation, suspense, or trailing thoughts…)