AT LAST

With an upraised kiss

and skin in flames you arrived.

On your look a pleading of bruised flesh

a muffled sob of absence

and an highway to the sweetness of caresses.

The absence of your hands suffocates me.

It makes my days hurt

and marked in gray and northerly wind tones.

I almost feel you

although I can’t see you yet.

The grey becomes lighter

illuminating my body just to guide your path.

With an upraised kiss

and skin in flames you arrived.

On the room's corner

just a hunger moan

before the feast of bodies and souls

guiding stars of unrestrained passions

and eternal nights.

©Graça Costa