Precious Prescience

Precious Prescience

I felt you near/breath on my spine/Turned to look/but naught behind
I saw a vison in my mind/In my dreams/but naught behind
And then I scream/ for something real/not sensual sentience/precognitive feel
I saw a vision/you stood fine/my gaze swept back/but naught behind
You touched my shoulder/I missed your touch/your lips and finger gently brush/across my body down and such
I close my eyes/and you are mine/I turn to look/but naught behind


I know that /soon/ you will arrive/You WILL appear/ before my eyes
I know I'll feel /your skin brush mine/I'll turn to look,/ you'll stand behind
I know, in waiting, /you'll appear/my patience wanes,/ I want you here
And you, you laugh,/ musing game/I stand still,/ my want brings shame
Yet still I stand/teased along/I start to waiver/hope clings on
And still I stand/I'm never wrong/my doubts drop off/hope clings on

My vision strong/my will so weak/I hear your whispers as you speak
You enjoy/ the teasing game/ I deplore my/ want with shame
You must not wait/ too long you know/ or I lose faith/ and turn to go
Your heart/ beats/ strong/ mind to mind/ I turn to look/ but naught behind
You've grown strong/ I've grown weak/ I lean my heart against my feet
Until I feel/ it can't be true,/ I turn to look,/ and there stands you.