I can love
my heart can kick off its
oxfords and wiggle its toes
But sh-h-h- don't tell him
because that will give him a
club he can hit you with.

I'll be able to hold you again
and bury my head in your
hair -
a nest in the branches of
the pillow.
Can you feel the burning?
The pain of loving and longing is sweet.
I just want to be With you
gently and feel the pain from too much feeling.