mirrored in the stars

 how the mystery of a deep night does beckon and invite.

rustling sounds of movement, unidentifiable.

could it be your footsteps?...your quiet approach?...your wish to surprise me...?

how wonderful a fantasy that out of my dreams u might step!

but not possible...the night has swallowed u and holds u prisoner

far far away from me.

the grasp of distance keeps us apart tonight.

and thus, i ask, of the stars above, to look out for u

and mirror the image of me

and place it in your minds eye...

the way i sit

the way i wait

... my nakedness desirous.

RB.