Not sure if this actually communicates exactly what I wanted, but it is very hard to put what I'm feeling into words. Anyway, just thought this community was feeling somewhat abandoned, so here is a small contribution.
Your hands trace the contours of my body
Tentative
Curious
They speak to me of Unknown Paths
And Happy Accidents
Your lips sprinkle me with strawberry kisses
Blithely
Carefree
They speak to me of Scattered Dandelions
And Graffiti Sonnets
Your eyes strip my soul of its façade
Unquestioning
Omniscient
They speak to me of Broken Mirrors
And Sudden Monsoons
Your voice echoes in the recesses of my mind
Doubtful
Wavering
I hear nothing but I-Don’t-Knows
And Fruitless Apologies
That reveal the end of the Unknown Path
And whitewash the Graffiti Sonnet
And turn the torrential Monsoon
Into nothing more than a light shower
So be silent.
Let me revel in the mystery
Let me paint the barricades
Let me bathe in the fountain
And let me believe that your heart speaks to me
Of Something More.