While she remains distant, I dream.

Every Moment ~ Each Day

Patrick B Oviedo Jr

Circa The Fading Winter of 2013

I picture with every moment's passage of each day I command ~ Your presence

I picture your busy toil. Adhering to responsibilities with an empirical will, honest, sincere

Enthralled with your intellect

Enamored with your watchful sensitivity and discernment

I imagine listening intently as you counsel those less fortunate, expounding grace and wisdom

Your voice fill every open space of my heart

It threatens to burst it and then fill all else that is me

Each peer into that thoughtful gaze engages and enslaves my wonder

I imagine what it would be to feel the quiescent touch of your hand on my chest

I imagine your deep restful exhale across my shoulder and ruff

I imaging the warmth of your supple form pressed upon me ~ Eyes closed ~ In celestial sleep

And I would give up my very next breath and every other there after

To fully realize all of your aspirations, those childhood promises fulfilled

To fully entail your happiness whole

Life replete, at peace ~ Complete

And in a waking dream I cherish the aroma of your hair caressing my face

And the delicate taste of my lips softly placed upon that tiny scar that has long since faded

Faded along with the angst from which it was so created long ago

I picture this ~ With every moment's passage of each day ~ I command