until the last drop

yesterday i found myself waving good-bye to the wind passing through my fingers
i was speaking to the silence of the night & i heard you speaking to me

as i felt the sweat penetrate the pores in my skin
and my hair -- a waterfall as i looked down at my feet that were already soaked

i was ascending slowly to the space in the place in my heart where there is no turning back
i was trapped in the doors of desire

i was tossing and turning in the bed of desperation

i was craving the sweet nectar from the forbidden fruit of the tree in your garden

i became a mendicant in the veins of your body

blinded before the sight of pleasure i was drowining in the sea of ecstasy

i felt the fervor within my body

i was resucitating from the grave of incomplete wishes

i was writing with my fingers that which forever will be memories

i was fighting with the weakness of my strength so i could again mark my once lost territory

and i was triumphant, i was triumphant
i savored every single drop
& i came to the conclusion that we were meant for each other

then ...
the smell of your absence awoke me ...