One more love poem from the attic.

Bruja

Last night you appeared when I most needed you to

You covered me with yourself

Your flesh against mine

Warm and inviting

I was stirred deep into my soul

Love and desire and adoration

All too soon you were gone

The feel of you against me lingered

And the fragrant smell of your flesh

With the knowledge that you love me.

This morning I was low

Feeling lonely with aching head

Again you appeared

Sat beside me, touched my skin and my soul

Brought nurture for my spirit and head

Gave freely of your love

Shared affection, coffee, and talk

There has never been anyone

I so longed to see arrive

So hated to see leave

Nor so missed when she was gone.

But I know that you love me

And that you miss me too.

And it helps.

William RainCrow
about 2007.