I caught my reflection in the mirror
It was my own hand that ran through my hair,
I listened as my favorite artist crooned
Closed my eyes
...
I stood there wrapped in the warmth of rain
The shower slowly poured down my mane,
I found my back against the tub
My feet I straddled on tiled wall
...
I want to hear your voice embrace my name in whispered dedication,
Or uttered in darkness by your breathlessness.
The sight of your face
...
This energy that emanates from me
Producing a sensation of brightness
Makes seeing possible
All truth and awareness
...
Mind Dance
I caught my reflection in the mirror
It was my own hand that ran through my hair,
I listened as my favorite artist crooned
Closed my eyes
Imagined your touch
There in the warmth of your lap,
I rest my head
My eyes stay closed
Your hand
The hand of love and warmth
Gently caresses my face,
My mouth
And slowly
Your fingers run through my hair
From the base of my roots
to the tips of the strand
You touch me,
And I am whole.