when I'm out of words I listen to you
I know it can't always be so simple
—that's a lie:
it can.
Life is so simple.

I miss having you touch me.
When I see others kiss, I feel your lips
against mine
and I imagine that they never leave.
They're glued to me...we're glued to each other.
I want you so close to me that I no longer
feel the separation;
so close that I know you'll never leave.
I want to hold you and
sleep comfortably in your arms
the whole night through.

The thought of our future moves me forward:
words seep into thoughts
                          thoughts seep into actions
and my mine is on it's own.

I miss you so much it hurts,
but I love you so much more.