A place holder
Lorem ipso facto
How long can arms
Hold open, waiting?
Empty until the sight
Of them fills
With envy & loss
That is not who we are
We are love uncontained
By modern predilection 
My love, an apparition 
Residing somewhere 
In the sun
While I hide
Under the waves 
Waiting for the unknown
Write my way out of -
Inhabit this space