This is Faith

On my tongue remains the taste of

 

Those last fervid kisses before you

 

Drove away the last time

 

 

My skin still sings with the

 

Electric current of your flesh

 

Clinging to mine, hesitant,

 

Desperate not to part

 

This is more than longing

 

It has no name.

 

 

 

 

Alone in my cold dark room

 

As winter's chill fights its way

 

Through my walls, to my body

 

It will not freeze this heart,

 

The way in which it beats

 

The coursing of veins, just

 

Thinking hoping dreaming

 

I cannot turn to stone

 

As I live for your embrace alone.

 

 

 

 

 

All of the passion lies here,

 

Dormant but not fading

 

Some moments are torment

 

A feeling of loss and others

 

Others are bliss- the bliss of

 

Remembrance, hope, hunger

 

 

We will meet again. I will touch

 

I will call your name and you

 

Will be there, not a figment,

 

A real man, real heart, real passion.

 

This is faith.