when
will i not hold my breath
waiting to hear your voice?
will i not wish for time to go in reverse
(only a few years, maybe 8)
so we could still be together?
will i not ache for your lips
smiling at me across a crowded room
or right next to me as i catch your gaze?
when will my body not feel starved
for your touch
for our two bodies twisting and panting
together in
wild and crazy passion?
when will your absence
not be a physical entity
standing of itself next to me
in me, part of me?
when will i breathe again?
when will this heaviness of grief
not be more than i can bear?
when when when when
will i ever ever ever ever
not miss you
not starve for you
not wish my days and nights
away
wanting only to be with you?
when
when
when
when