letters (whenever i am, I feel)

whenever I am, I feel
the warm breath of your presence.

wind braided into my hair,
lost in the depth of auburn silk…
current of your life and mine
synchronized by the ocean waves.

I touch the rain with my hands
and taste the salt of the memory
on my fingertips.

I hear the sound of silence,
whispered by the night
over the blanket of fog
rolling over the fields.

I paste my spells into your sleep,
for your dreams to wrap you tight
into a sweet cocoon of absence…

I can sit at the edge of your bed,
watch your trembling eyelids
and try to decipher your dreams