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RESTLESSNESS

I lie here in solitude,
clothed only by the restlessness
of my own burning fire.

The air around me
is scented with sweetness,
and my body is moist with desire,
as I await your presence
in silence.

I stare at the moon
in order to pass the time,
but I can’t get the thought
of your tender touch
out of my mind.

Where are you tonight?

You’re late,
and my patience is dying!

excerpt from “Dear Diary”
c. december 2003