Hurry Back to Me

What do I do with this ache in my heart?
You were there, so close I could smell you.
I could reach out with gentle finger
and feel your love, know the intensity
of half a lifetime of waiting.

You were there-
no longer a dream
but the answer to questions
not dared to be spoken
and my soul knew you immediately.

It is you, the fire for my heart
a passion century's old.
This rage of fire consumed but no,
there is more yet to burn and I
need to reach you. To feel you
deeply within and without and all
around as you have been these past months.

What do I do with this ache in my heart?
To hold you so close we breath the same breathe
and then to walk away and not dare to look back.
Without you I fear the very air around. And I am so cold now
without the warmth of you so near.

Hurry back to me,
I don't know what to do with this ache in my heart.

8/28/2006