by C. J. Fitzpatrick
Drips down from your nose
And reaches your lips.
As you outstretch your tongue
And taste your tears.
Do you know that I watch you as you sleep?
I count the hours until the sun brightens your eyes.
Slides along your collarbones
And runs down your chest
What it must feel like
And I can almost taste it myself.
Do you know that I watch you when you sing?
I can feel the melody coursing through my veins.
You stare blankly at me
I close my eyes
You wonder what I'm thinking
I turn away.
Runs through your veins
And I long to taste your heart.
But for now, I shall sit here
And imagine I am stroking your soul.