So lean close.
Let me feel your heat,
the clarity of your breath as it catches
at my touch,
every truth of your soul
as it becomes one with mine.
About this poem
The woman I love has just taken off to work.
I am listening to a distant friend’s radio channel, Twisted Road Radio.
I stumbled on the picture of Glass Jars that I took a year ago this morning.
From all that, this love poem.