On the Tip of My Tongue

“For some people, “the point of no return” begins at the very moment their souls become aware of each other’s existence.” –C. Joy Bell

It’s always there on the tip

of my tongue, the dripping wet

honeydew love song my soul

wants to sing to you. I seek you

daily to share this melody

even though you disappeared

without a trace. My love still

craves your presence, your voice

your soul

so I fight

to retain

memories

and

those sweet words on the tip

of my tongue, so I can relish

the flavor of what it tastes like

when two souls converge,

when love empowers instead of

destroys, when souls reunite

after spending lifetimes apart,

when I can give you my heart

knowing you will not break it. A

love so sweet it will melt

on my tongue, leaving behind

a trail for you to follow, a saccharine

sweet temptation which will

leave you feeling devastated

with satiation. Who ever knew

one love could be so filling?

One day

we’ll kiss like we used to

and you’ll taste the sweetness

and know I’ve loved you

all along, that it’s always been

there right on the tip of my tongue.

Peace & Love,

Rosalind