i miss you
more than words can say...
but my body doesn't have to be told...
it knows
by the aching in my heart,
and the pulling in my groin
and deep within my center...

it is not an emptiness
no, not that...
because within my being,
i carry a piece of You
with me, always...
but especially
when You are not with me...

no,
not an emptiness...
but a scattering
of drifting,
unfocused energy...
my restless spirit...
that needs Your touch
to tame it,
to contain it...
Your voice to soothe it,
and mold it to Your will...