If you love me
truly love me

How can you breathe
without me
breathing air that is not rarefied
with my scent our scent entwined

How do you greet the morning
not having tasted my sweetness
licked away my salty sadness of dreams where you weren't there

How can you stand beholding nameless faces
hoping to glimpse my grace
seeing into windows of souls
none having the generous kindly slant
or spiced colors of my eyes

How well you listen to endless banter
the great range of pitches in discordant tones
that will never settle your heart
as my simple
"HELLO"

If you love me
truly love me

How do you brook
chance
is kismet your closest dearest friend
How I envy your calm certainty
begrudge you such faith

fabulous

thank you, been dredging up old poems, that bare a remarkable resemblance to my present situation.

i'm glad that i'm sorry to hear that

so thoughtful of you, really

Bravo

this poem truly touched me...and many others I'm sure

thank you, it brings my right back to that place and time.

enderra, there is so much strength in your "weakest" moments. A very expressive poem.

embracing ones weakness is the key, now if only I could do that with all my fears.