I lie here in my bed tonight . I look across and see an empty space. My hands hold the silence where you will be one day. My wrists and prints touch the cold sheets which you will one day warm.

Oh divine maker, you first breathed Eve into being. From a void space, spoke into creation the fragrance of the valleys and the enchantmant of the white cliffs of Dover.

In the sea shells I can hear you still breathing. Echoes ruminating from the generations. I stand in absolute awe and wonder. My joints and sinues shudder. You take my breathe away.

A small cloud on the horizon. You exist within my gasp. Breathe in breathe out. This breathe you take from me, you use to create. For you are only but a breath away.   

Gathering her from the dust suspended in shafts of light. In the cool of the forest floor. Heating the kiln with the words from your firebrand lips.  

Fashioning a bride with sharpened syllables. .

Speak to the empty space next  to me. Filling the air with secrets,jewels and orbiting mysteries. Seeding vines that burst from my heart to remove my ribs. That blossom and grow across the sheets breaking off mountains into the sea.  

I clutch the pollinated air in my hands. The room is pregnant with joy.