fleurs...or flowers by another name.

how else can i word it?
i want to be where you're at.
i want to be right there beside you.
i want to nestle our knees together,
lightly etch my fingerprints into your spine
with my fingertips i could count the ways
i want to tell you how wondrous it still feels
to look back on my thoughts, to reflect on
just what happened but when i do
it's all moments and each moment and all moments
spent in the illuminated spark and tinder of our meeting
and subsequent meetings
dazzle and join together as we did
in the night in the dark in an old house
i remember from a distant time
when i was not so happy
like i am Now (that I know you) to be alone
with my thoughts of us,
We far-flung lovers.