You Poem by Nicola Thoner

My dear boy
Your shadow fills the twilight with an eerie grey
The sparks of an incoming storm
As twilight would suggest
You're neither here nor there
But I can sense you everywhere

I hear you in the quiet whispering of dawn as you rise to leave.
I smell you in the evening rains as droplets fall like bleeding stars and forgotten promises. The musk of your skin bleaches my spirit with it's potency.
I taste you in the spices of cumin, myrrh, majoram, rich and warm, the fire of this medicine fighting it's way down my throat. Hot and sticky treacle on my tongue.
I see you in between worlds of twisted trees and wind chimes. Your magic lost, but not forgetten.

I breathe your every breath,
I feel your movements ripple through me from miles away you run in me, like the blood in my veins, the breeze on my cheek, the voice in my throat.
I feel you in the earth beneath my hands as I dig deeper for the reasons you disappeared from me

And I remember you
In the pearls of moonlight that spot your chest
Like a spiderweb spreading out across your dark skin
The earth raw with animalistic passion and heat
The hunt is all that matters.
Find a soft heart
And let it burn.