Poetry Thursday-Night Thoughts

Thoughts of you keep sleep away
stabbing my heart
with cruel remembrance
of your lips on mine
the electric touch of
your warm hand
just there
where life gives form to life

I tangle myself
in this web of pale linens
angry at darkness
which summons you
to my heart, yet
fearful of light
that even now filters
through eyelids closed tightly in protest.

Beyond sleep now
I ache with yearning,
my body flush with rising heat
recalling stolen moments
shared by two souls
who wandered from their chosen path
only to be lost
on this road to pure redemption.

I savor this agony
these thoughts of you
that arrive under cover
of each night's dark mystery.
My daylight self lost
to this wild forest of memory
where you wait in secret
and torment me with love.

And yet all the while,
beside me he sleeps
lost in thoughts of his own.

I borrowed the first line of this poem from here, and I thank Rethabile who so graciously offered it for this week's Poetry Thursday objective.