parting is such sweet sorrow

will I, should I?
wet lips pressed together
should this touching
be chaste and quick
languid, sensual, presuming
will these sensations bring hope?
will I like it?
together at last, will we?

we cannot part with simply
a handshake, our palms
secretly tell our hands to reach out
farther, to bring our bodies closer
to approach the frenetic energy
of two people and desire’s
bizarre enticement,
eyelids fluttering
hearts palpitating

now these jitters
revealed as useless
shall I repeat myself
silently, amorously
or let my lips whisper words
inspired by Cupid’s newest arrow?


parting is such sweet sorrow…
[2007.17.8…a]