...And?

When I've dreamed of you
right at the cusp of waking
I remember
and I record all the things
space and places
times
that you've been
we've been us

Apparently there's more
more times
you're the subject of my thoughts
In conversations
I have in the dead of night
I've heard that
Your name escapes my lips
I can't say I'm surprised

You're the only one I've ever loved like this
its only fitting that even unconsciously
I'd speak to you
My mind can't seem to get enough
To grasp at time when my body
slumbers
To still be calling to you

I thought it was a heart thing
a soul thing
a tie of sorts
an emotional and spiritual thing
No....its a head thing too
Its an intellectual love
a mind who seeks another

I stumble
when words fall from the space around my heart
trying to say what's true
but I'm made stronger
More delicate
my vulnerability on display
But more capable by loving you
I offer you words
written down because they last longer
because I can't imagine a time when they won't be true

There is no news to the idea
that your name is fully enunciated
even in my slumber
You are my heart's desire
My soul's love
My mind's enchantment
You are