Other Than You (Part Iii)
We have exchanged few words today for I know you have the need to problem solve, fire watch deep in your mental cave.
I shut my eyes, to take in the atmosphere, there is something alluring about your study. A fire burning,the arid smell of heat, the heaviness, dark woods and musk of books fill this room.
Knick knacks placed around allined in military precesion. Its neatness, all you. In this modern cave, where your thoughts could almost be plucked out of the air.
reflections of you, chains of events, streams of conscieousness.
You look way from the screen when you finally sense my presense. It lifts your spirits momentarily as you again worry at your fingertips.
Your chocolate brown eyes seem to pool. forelorned smile with raised eyebrows knowing that you have not yet planned how to rescue an ill-fated ship from the empires clutches,.
"May I come in,", I ask.
"Please, the captain needs a reprie." You smile you relax and open your arms to me as I saunter across the floor.
"Only for a moment, I need a hug."
I sit in your lap. You wrap your arms about me. Penelope returns to the arms of her Odyssius. Each embrace of you is like that of a lover gone from me for twenty years.
Allowing for one another to touch skin feeling one another's warmth.
I whisper to you," she is asleep when you find that your ship is out of parrel your first mate would like to converse with her captain in her quarters."
I stroke your cheek........ and smile wrily You smurk shake you head with an air of oh my goodness.
I slip off you lap. Move back across the floor and out of the door as I look back smiling slighty.
You begin musing again for a moment, and move back to that realm of galaxies and wharped spaces.
To free the hostages of that ship to please your lady in waiting.
But this will never be, all a dream far away and long ago. A poet's story pearly notions strung together in a necklace weighing me down like an achor.
Draging my mind down into an abyss. So, I unclasp this bobble, this trinket of your past affections. And let you slip away I watch you move deeper into the darkness of no-where land wanting to reach out and save you in memory's keepings.
Longing for the treasured touch of your fingers. However I take one final glance back as we move farther from on another, I swim quickly upward and break throught to the surface of the tide.
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