What is love? It is the morning and the evening star.

Sinclair Lewis

T,

You were all my thoughts today. The separation between us that has existed as a calm stream

for years whispering its path and course has begun to bubble and rip around

its bends to the sea. And there the ocean roars. The distance is massive and draws my attention.

Our phone conversation has worked in me, your voice pulling me off the shore into the foam and spray.

Can you stand there? Have you imagined my hand pressing yours? on you?

Can you imagine a kiss? Our kiss ten years removed?

All other daydreams and night filled longings precious figments and dare- I actions aside, I will have my kiss, will you have yours?

-L