waiting for words to come that hold and carry
all the weight all the depth of my affection
I resign lately to abandon language
there are none our vocabulary offers
you are you are all I’ve ever wanted
more than boyhood dreams could have expected
I’d wait a great many more lifetimes over again
and writing the same ending would become so
much the same that I’d forget
do you fear the same things I do
conversations echoing through
empty hallways’ authorless speech
no familiar hand within reach
know that I am as scared as you
of the thought of losing you
can’t say what I’d do