like fluttering wings
of a million tiny
butterflies
like the galloping
of a hundred wild
mustangs
like the ripples
of a thousand
pebbles thrown into
a once quiet brook
you unsettle me

in my most
quiet moments
you never fail
to cross my mind
in between every
crevice, you fill me
you are in me
with me
all over me

my arms
reach out for you
without any thought
i listen to
every sound, straining
that i might
hear your voice
hear you speak

i wish
i could catch
even a strand
of hair
breathe in
your elusive scent
a tiny taste
a little nip
what i'd give
if i could

soon. . .
i will be with you soon