lingers

i hate when you're not here
that i am here alone
and my comforters, covers
blankets and sheets
get entangled as i wrestle
with the thoughts in my mind
where is he?
when he's here,
where's my lover?
and how did i get here
and why do i know you
this way
deeper than thread, cover
over cover
upon layers of spread
out with the emotions
and getting it in
then seeing each other
at the best of our best
in the low of each game
but i know you
i think i believe
you see me
and you've taken me
out on a distant shore
when the rivers, as the currents
run quickly to retrieve
my heart soars and aches to be
within reach with you