~still and always~

I still feel it
the belonging
it resides deeply
darkly
into the innermost.
It calls
for you
and only you,
yearning to escape
and catch you.
Every time a thought of you arises
it grasps onto it
craving the sweet sight of your face
the tenderness that used to be
and that it desires
to still be.
There is not stopping
this bending
aching
folding
desire that it is to be yours.
And so I am yours.
Still
and always.