A Handful of Dust

A silent prayer escapes my
Hungry lips, parted in
Anticipation of your touch.
Needing to be yours,
Despite all the obstacles, I
Fall, sinking in
Utter speechlessness and wait for you to
Lift me out of my misery.
Only you can reach through this
Fog in my mind. As you
Dive in after me, leading me
Up to the surface, you kiss me,
Sweetly, igniting my soul until it
Turns to nothing but dust in your hand.