To dream of you is not enough anymore
To wake lying with your arms around me
The warmth of your breath on my skin
Your heart beat a tattoo under my hand.

I want to open my eyes to your resting face
Touch softly the lashes the shield your eyes
Brush the hard planes of your cheeks
Kiss tenderly the lips smile in secret.

Awakening instead to a clutched pillow
Hands longing to caress satin skin.

(c) Manivillie Kanagasabapathy