Long Distance Romance
dizzy spaces lie stretched between us,
leagues of empty land,
desert, the boundless impassive seas -
it may as well be an eternity...
we dwell in different worlds, you and I, segregated
by age, by colour, by culture
your voice on the phone is metallic,
hollowed out by the distance it travels -
the echoing vacuum that engulfs you
my kiss is an illusion,
a star that hovers above you in the void,
waiting to be plucked into the world of the tangible,
waiting to be made manifest by warm lips,
...my badge of intimacy, of human tenderness
stretched thin by the arduous miles, my love for you is flimsy -
a frail old maid clinging to her walking stick,
she hobbles through time,
while in my veins her offspring burgeon, blossom,
stab my heart with their bloodied nails
sometimes I sit by my window, gazing at the sky,
wondering if my moon is yours,
if your ears are burning because my lips mouth your name
if your heart carries my image,
as mine carries yours forever, an icon,
a miniature living shrine...
the chapel of my love for you,
to be dismantled with my last tender breath
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