Reaching For You Poem by Mark Heathcote

Lying here twitching my toes & feet
Reaching for you
Beneath a bedsheet crisp, fresh & new
Reaching for you
You're just a hairsbreadth away
Feeling you're just too far away.

Reaching for you
Wanting to be completely unclothed
Submerged next to you
Wanting to breathe and float
And harbour like a boat
Dock my heart in her keeps moat.

Wanting to be touched by the moon
Its crescent hand like a palm frond
Ooh, how can she return home alone?
Now, that she's lingered like a nightingale in his pear tree
Now, that she's flown like a skylark
A homing Pidgeon home;

Wanting only to sing, oiled naked in his olive skin.
Ooh, once again how can she return home alone?
Ooh, how can she return home alone?
When she's reaching out for love
Ooh, how can she return home alone?
When he only wants to sing till dawn, with her once again.