My Lungs Are Sighs

my lungs are sighs and wistful longing
my shoulders ache to be held
even my ribs are filled with want
in this moment
all I can dream of
and yes I know these are mere dreams
is to be there in your arms
warm breath upon my ear
as I nuzzle into your neck
inhaling deeply
pulling every part of you into me
still I dream hopefully for nights with you
days of crinkled eyes and contentment
you live here in a special part of my heart
I’ve wrapped you there tightly
but oh how I wish
I had my own special place in yours

I am yours, heart and soul
now and forevermore

tara caribou | ©2020

Read this and more in my poetry book, Four.

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