Another degree of cool

Alone again
Well not entirely,
my cats are here.
There is movement upstairs.
Birds are flying outside my window.
Life is all around me,
but I am alone
with my books,
my pen,
to put together a conversation.
Between myself, and, and...myself
Shame to not be sharing laughter,
to be warmed by another.
To keep, and be kept.
I've got you Leonard Cohen.
The liquor store down the street.
An early morning, and a full day to meet.
Maybe tomorrow.
Blessed be today.
My ribs ache for closeness,
my eyes search for yours in all others.
Just give me a sign
Let me know my belief is not careless
Show me my heart beating
Show me the fire burning,
the wind blowing
and the water flowing.
Come to me
Love,
come to me soon my love,
I am cold here, alone in my warm bed.
When the paint brush
paints us finally together,
I will be fully present,
Ready,
In effortlessness we will meet,
a place between giving, and receiving,
between stillness and motion.
There I await you.