New Poetry Game-Cinquain Chain- Come on, it's easy and fun!

loose it
free the bindings
let me breathe once again
only then can I enjoy your
embrace

embrace
a touch from you
fills a small universe
inside my heart with just enough
of you

of you
and your essence
i drink deeply, wishing
for complete infiltration of
senses

senses
I have lost them
thinking of you, tossing
them to the dogs to rip and gnash,
snarling

snarling
under my breath
sending you dirty looks
growling, imagining myself
elsewhere

senses,
hearing, seeing,
the old olfactory,
touch - the skin, and the dark fingers
of dreams

of dreams
i know nothing
i'm stuck in life's realness
permeated in sticky mud
marooned

uh-oh I should not try this in the morning, I'm too slow.....yawn....

elsewhere
is where I was -
thinking of what to write,
maybe nodding, maybe dreaming,
too late

too late?
never too late.
healing begins with touch--
forgive me, I am sorry dear,
embrace...

embrace
the morning moon
with just a hint of love
left over from the night before
loose change

loose change
jingle me in
your pocket, or splay me
on the countertop, tossed aside
careless

careless
are we that live
in days of freedom fought
far away a thousand miles
carefree

carefree
happy go luck
is that the way to go?
careless nonchalance of others
hurts you

double post...

hurts you,
so many years
carried on the warm wind,
like lost petals searching for their
flower