Only You

I write and delete. But write again.

Your pen, the way you spin your pun,

Warm fingers, dark rooms,

Crisp bedspreads,

and time, such time!

Hours glide into the setting sun

While I hunger after 

Wild lilies, sweet honey, monsoons,

Your kiss! Your eyes which sing

naughty melodies, smooth and naive.

I write of storms but no, it's silent here.

I write of wind but see, no leaf moves now?

What is true when you are here,

Is the only truth when you are not

Silence, storms, kisses, songs

All with you, in you, only you.

I write and delete. And write again.

Your name, your name. Only you.