I steal a glance and see your
calloused fingers drumming a
careless rhythm on the table
that separates
me
from
you.

I tune my ears and hear your
eager lips pour out a volley  of
empty words into my hungry heart
that separates
me
from
you.

I need to run my hands down your
warm body so that I can ignore this
ache of loneliness
that separates
me
from
you.