Gloved

for my fellow traveler

Gloved

Within your affections my
fingers have grown warm,
simply delighted at the
encompassing touch and
knowledge.

A pair of kid leather gloves,
buttery,
loving each centimeter
of my hands,
your own skin and scent,
and taste,
once a craving
now survival,
necessity.

Journey, diversion,
simple travel,
no more than that
is promised,
days meld, weeks bloom,
and months combine until,
the words spring forth
unbidden,
unspoken, unfiltered,
and for weeks unheard.

The end always prophesied,
defined,
and clearly seen,
now ripped raw,
end without end,
respite,
in spite of desires.

A warm cocoon,
lives entwined,
all for a simple embrace,
kissing the love
from your mouth,
only to have this taken,
lost,no sacrificed
freely given at great cost.

De-gloved,in the most
horrific way,
the flesh taken
with the leather,
striped bare,
no more than bare,de-gloved,
excised,released,
freed from the glove
and the flesh that craved it.

For hungry souls
even the bitterest thing
is sweet
for us who now starve
the salt of tears
is welcomed.

As honeyed words of love
tumble like stones
on the beach,
forever etched,
lost and found
within the tumult
of daily waves.

De-gloved, re-gloved,
once loved,
and now respite
from what has raised me up,
soul fresh from traveling
among the very stars
adorning heaven's brow.

Aching as I listen
to your rumbling voice,
torn as I watch you
from afar,
observer,watcher,
once navigating
with you
now fingertips
stretched as
you slip away.

Time heals, scars mend,
flesh knitted together,
never the same
for having been loved,
torn,gloved,worn.
Respite to heal
the rent cloth,
repair the shattered timber,
clean the detritus and debris
from the shores.

Now fated to be far apart,
to be storm tossed
without your hand in my own.
De-gloved bereft and left
wanting more,
time, skin, kisses,
always more.

Hope, despair,want,
distance,separate,
alone,together,connection,
apart,
the melding now pure alchemy.
I have the secret,
the crucible fills
lead turns to gold
within the depths.

Return to me,open heart,
and the secret
will be yours.
Return to me, open soul,
and my heart
will be yours.

Re-gloved, your growl,
your skin and your lips
loving every centimeter,
my skin alive and soft
wanting, warm,
ready, loved.