My Thane

My Thane...

My Thane, my Thane how you dance amongst the living, gracing all with your wisdom and knowledge.

Seeking and wanting, like the moonrise and sunset; arching and dancing around in my mind's world. Never touching, always yearning.

Ice shatters, and you appear, commanding all in my mind. your words, they ebb and flow at my reality.

My feelings bend and sway. With each greeting
I don't understand why. Do you care the same?

Am I just a creation, or a fabrication
Am born to love or forced to believe in love?
 
Yet you're here, yet I have only seen your mask.
Your front, but your intentions are crystal.

I wish to run my hands over cloud, and touch the untouchable, hold my breath and seep into your body

Wanting, yearning, missing and wishing.