Strange ways go a day’s thoughts
Leading in unto the night of none
Save smiles and touches lightly
Lingering soft against my mouth
As lids too long bereft of slumber’s
Sweetened kiss lay loosely falling
Into dreams of validation unrealized.
And of the hands that held? Nothing,
Just that they were well received,
Just that they were in the moment.
Just that I am the soul living true
In still as yet defined fires flowing
Free. Just that I am loving me.