Rain drops
fill the space
where your arms used to
moist wet angry
energy flows
in the inner me
as i drown in sweet
moments that rage in
near my brain
coz i can't speak
without the touch
of us filling awesome
unique intimacies
yes, i joyously
wonder around
doing nothing
wishing on a dead dream
of holding you near me
singing in your ears
giving you something special
only for your prescence
to taste slowly and deliberately
i miss u
so much
my heart doesn't break
it just stops
for that moment
until you come back
tell me a silly joke
that curls my mouth upward
until you kiss me
wet and wanton
until our paths
cross again
never to part

(c) 2005 by Mocha Sistah