Confession

You poison me with your existence
Slowly, like the seeping sun
Into crisp summer skin...

I duck into shade and feel
All at once, both
Starved and satisfied...

Like the last orange seconds
Of our coastal sunset
Moments with you are worth
The labored trip...
And I am tripping...

I ache to hold you
In the forest, by a creek
Hard and fast:
Lose my boundaries
In your warmth
And breathe you in--
One final breath
Before I walk away again

Witnessing
The crinkle
Of our healing laughter
Upon the radiance of your face
As I go...
Your earnest pain,
Your ache like art
That I might once again
Leave you barren
On that bank...

I long to see you...
If only by glimpsing
Through deciduous leaves...
If only to have our
Inevitable fight...
Just a bit of time with which to feed
My craving for your
Rare-vitamin-like-nourishment...
or is that addictive-toxicity?

You are polluted
But my thirst
Begs me to drink...