the edges of myself

words, words, words

my sweet love

you know i pine for you like no other–

long to feel your touch– as a

gentle wind or the warmth of the sun.

the easy, eyes-closed satisfaction

that is perfectly familiar

yet feels new and entirely consuming

upon each experience.


i no longer acknowledge the difference

between laughter and tears–

the two bleed so easily–

one to the other–

and both,

when thinking of you,

are rooted in the purest joy.


the undeniable certainty you allow me–

of myself

of my journey

is a continuous blessing–

one that never ceases,

like waves

pounding the shore.


my love,

i pine for you

and yet understand

the careful distance you’ve

placed between us.

Its palpable measure

a testament

to your clarity and devotion

which is piercing and pure.


i will feed myself and no other

though if i could

i would consume you.

i know i cannot–

will not.


please remember

and know

you never have to wonder:

i would always

rather be with you,

sun-drenched and wind-kissed.

you know

i pine for you.

6 thoughts on “sun-drenched and wind-kissed

  1. Cubby says:

    Oh I love that…”sun-drenched and wind-kissed”…beautiful poem.

    1. mandycregan says:

      thank you. (i have a good muse) 😉

  2. James says:

    Very nice. Has the feel of a classic.

    1. mandycregan says:

      aw, thanks James, you know just what to say to a girl… 😉

  3. yeoldefoole says:

    this is really lovely!

    1. mandycregan says:

      thank you so much, Gary! 😉

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