J: Tonight

Tonight I Miss You.

Six sadly staring eyes.
Enclosure of eight white walls
To communicate, his heart falls.
Within he tries.

Inverted insomnia keeps.
Once, sleepless again.
A long dark train.
A mind alive. Out seeps.

She wears the outside in.
Beneath her legs warmth rises.
Her staring lips, surprises.
Cold and emptiness within.

Inside a sleepless mind
Blue and gray imbed.
Trapped within a kiss, silence dead.
Tomorrow his hopes will find

Her lips, his tongue doth taste.
A desire, more for, longing.
A mind torment for something missing.
That which stolen, now lays waste.

His lips upon hers he steals.
Insomnia dreams of lightening green.
Upon a sea of colour seen.
Outside removed, nakedness itself reveals

His face explores her sensitivity.
Soft lips remain upon her skin.
Rejection, spurned, his dream remains within.
His waking life filled with civility.

Fades not a dream dark into.
Hair entangled fingers
Explore her neck and shoulders.
His tongue tip touching, out of, into.

She lies naked next to.
The inner thigh dimple, teeth doth bite.
His lips, his kiss, his tongue, respite.
He ponders gently, wanders onto.

His tongue doth taste each side.
An encapsulated oval, circled.
He waits until wanted called.
Her softness lay within, inside.

He falls within, deeper.
Tongue flickers. Inside. Around.
Her silences scream, He is drowned
Fingers stroke. He wants her.

But, knows he cannot, shine.
She does not want him.
His spirit lies, it waxes dim.
Friendship little comfort, only time.

Perceptiveness, He. Her. Thoughts. Think.
Beauty on a wave within the dark.
His mind in strange song with lark.
His spirit lies, he cannot think.

His emotion to her height, crescendo.
The darkling light.
Within the mind they fight.
To broken decrescendo.