I Remember...

You let me give you a massage
Something that only professionals do
The slow, strong repetition of my hands
Fingers pressing into supple skin
Finding your relief in every breath

Your encouraging comments
While playing video games and lying in bed
The comfort of your voice, patient
In its familiarity of my quirks
Imperfections I let you see

You make my head feel like marshmallow
Sweetly candied thoughts playing tag
To and fro, the memory of laughter

My skin tingles remembering your lips
Deftly rendering me speechless

It is this that ultimately makes me weak
The reminders, the memories that niggle at my mind
A hypnotic state of being
Relishing the fact that I can call upon you
Anytime I wish

Call Me Bumble

I feel it now
This tugging downwards
Heavy chest and slow of breath
A constant skipping
In my heart

My eyes blur and bleed
The images surrounding me
This haze a welcome guest
Happy to become
Abiding and constant

Around you I am abuzz
A complete sense of
Being the live wire
Which attracts you to touch it
Every now and then

Being the water
That gives you relief

Being the arms
That circle your doubts
With warmth

Stress Hangover

There is a heat, rising
Up to the back of my eyes
Radiating out through my forehead
Into my immediate atmosphere

Like little comets, threatening
Devious in their orbit
Their fiery light searing my eyes
Not allowing me to eat or drink

I wait for my sanity to return
As close to the edge as I am
I am calm, for I know that it won't be long
Before a soft pillow soothes me