ok, 42... here is one for you.


Sonnet 09/05/01                                DXLVIII

I read your words, and my dreams try to feel
The coolness of soft silk, and warmth of skin:
I would reach out, and with sweet kisses seal
My heart, that I might heart's desire win.
As soft, and subtle scented as a rose,
But without thorns, you pull me to your soul.
I touch, with lips and tongue, yet hope heart knows
How much these dreams can of my hopes take toll.
I reach to touch you, but words do not hold
The softness of your lips, nor feel of hair.
How can I taste skin, or let fingers fold
With yours, when only written words we share?
Would you, then, drive me crazy with desire
When distance and some years prevent love's fire?