1.

Don't leave me
here in this
so called longing
something more
than that
less than lust
a trifle more than
frustration
we would
always be
touching
if i had my way
and i would not be
burning
throbbing
waiting





2.

here
at the edge of the earth
I think I love you
Though I haven’t met you
And I long for you
Even though I touched you
Half a thousand times last night
When I was sleeping
And you came to me
And I woke up
Like a puff of smoke you disappeared.