senti mentality

[purpleinkedpen]

i feel the pull
of your nearness
from where i am

inches -
no, miles away.

the faint heat that you give off,
the cool of the smooth side of your arm,
the colors of your skin,
you are
so close it makes my skin prickle.

something or someone in me
wants to lean closer

to feel for real
the brush of your shoulder

to sate my curiosity
to know -
once and for all

whether the dreams i dream
feel as good to the touch.

suspended, i take in the moment.
the world oblivious,
like hard candy pressed hard
beneath my tongue,

it was juicy, delicious.

sighing, maybe even content,
i let the tension melt

and like other fateful moments,
i watched it pass.