Thinking of you...

The drizzle, a steaming mug of mocha,

The warmth, the reassurance, the content,

As I wrap my fingers around it.

Have I been thinking of you?

The pitter patter on the roof,

The tiny drops on the panes,

Tumbling, merging, one chasing the other,

Quicker, faster, all the way down to the puddle.

Have I been thinking of you?

The flicker of the tv,

The black and white,

The lips move, “winter must be cold for those with no warm memories"

Charming Cary. The smooth contours of Terry's face.

Replay, the whirr...timeless, soda with fizz intact..

Zonk! Powered out, hmmm……

Bubbles that burst too soon.

Have I been thinking of you?

Stretched on the bed, in the folds of the linen,

The taunt muscles, a release, a relief,

The soft fluffy pillow, the smiling bunny on the cover,

Now, crushed beneath me, drowned in my face,

Have I been thinking of you?

Stillness - all around me, over me, inside me.

Pure ecstasy. The crow’s feet that form at the corners,

The faint dimples that formed, like they always do,

When I smile? Yes! Because I have been thinking of you.