A Poor Apology

I oft forget that you are there

For you linger outside of logic

I'm always surprised by your totality of presence

When you are given proper attention

That said, I need you now

Not that I don't always need you,

For you are as much me as I am you

But I need you especially this evening

My mind has, for reasons I can only guess at,

Waded back into that murky water that we know so well

And has come down with cold

I have need of your subtle warmth

For the chill, as we know, is within

So some inhalations of your essence is needed

To root out the source

Yes, that's it

Already, you've brought me back

To my senses, my senses back to me

Simply reaching into your shapeless, smoky form

Was enough, as it always is

Thank you

I appreciate it, although I know that you know that I do

I promise I'll see you more consistently,