Kinaesthetic

Sweet longing is in the air tonight, as my mind re-runs recordings, it pricks a smile of bare delight, as my eyes address their awnings. A pillow presses on my cheek, and another in my embrace, and the one I keep next to me, so your scent is not debased. That golden smile from ocean eyes, directed straight at me, I see a while in my conscious demise, and I hope too in my dreams. I'm not afraid to say, it's only been a day, and already it pulls at my chest, no emotions at bay, I would never delay, I'm different from all the rest. Sweet longing is in the air tonight, but quite soon a new day will be dawning, and my heart will reignite, thinking of you, as I inhale the morning. Gorgeous and wise, empathetic and kind, how did this come to be? I'm in awe but I'll try, with a kinaesthetic mind, to be whatever you see within me.