The Shores of Inverness

The moon rises full along the waters waves crashing against the rocks. Rays of light dance down upon the salty brine and in the distance, the soft amber glow of the light house shines as it makes it's revolution back around. But just a moment in time and there it is again, marking the seconds from mother earth.

My heart beats, quickens at the thought of you. It flutters in my body as my skins aches for the touch of your fingertips upon my cheek. I can feel your soft lips brush my neck as your arms enfold my body to yours.

I walk along the sands, feeling the grains give way under my feet as the water rushes in to take it back to the sea. I sense you, your presence but I don't look back to see if you are there. I want to feel you before I see your face. I want to sense you before I feel your touch. Your essence encompasses me, raining down upon my being, making me, forcing me to acknowledge you.

You think that any moment I will turn around, but I won't. I feel you willing me to look, to stop walking toward the rocks that jut out from the shore. I can't, I must get to safety, for if I turn, all hope is gone. If I let my soul to feel...to know that I could feel, I would be thrown back into a time of before. A time of when once we were, laughing upon the shores of Inverness.

Once there was a time that I gave you all of me. I gave you my heart, my soul. And you took, draining every drop of me into you, filling yourself with my being. You were my god that I worshiped, your body the temple from which I prayed..that you would reciprocate the feelings that my soul poured out. Me, not wanting to but having to out of wild abandonment giving my all to you..

I can feel you. Watching me now, smiling, yes-smiling, licking your lips and running your hands through your wind blown hair. The breeze blows warm from the inlet as the rocks are not far now. I can sense your steps, the urgency to get to me now..for each step i take, you take two, closing in on the distance between us.

Finally i am here, my foot steps upon the coldness of the solid gray rocks. And i feel your hand upon my shoulder...time stands still