Thursday, March 08, 2007

The Wait - Alone

My sadness at your absence
is ever near
The lights flicker and
you should be here

I want to see the waft of your steam
rise as you towel yourself

Hear your low hum as you groom
taste the newly smooth skin of your cheek

This evening
we prepare to welcome our friends
into the warmth of our love


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