I Think of You

I think of you
Often;
And when I think of you,
This is HOW I think of you:

As the glittering speckles of light
dancing across water at sunset;

As a soft rain that touches my face
With gentle fingers;

As the sunlight that kisses my
Skin with warmth;

As a cloud that shades me;

As a wind that cools me;

As the music of a running brook;

As a song on the radio that
Opens a window to a memory;

As the scent of a field of wildflowers;

As the taste of dark chocolate and orange;

As the feel of sand-washed silk;

As the reddish gold light
Of a crackling campfire;

As the laughter of children;

As the chill of snow on my neck;

As the flutter of butterfly wings on my cheek;

As the pressure of a warm hand in mine;

As a smile that never fades;

As a promise that will never be broken;

As the rhythm of two hearts
Beating together in passion;
As the look of togetherness
From across a room;

As the touch of fine, golden
Hairs on the back of an arm;

As the sweet smell in the hollow
of a slender neck;

as the tremble of vulnerability;

as the sudden shuddering intake of breath
from an intimate touch;

as the coolness of morning dew
on bare feet;

as the whisper of comfort
in the still of night;

and as a thought that is known
before it is spoken;

This is how I think of you,
When I think of you,
And I think of you
Often.