I
feel I will never again know
what it is like
to have the security
of you
beside
me when I wake.
In middle
night I may never again feel
you pull
me tight against you
your hand
caress my breast
cup it and hold it secure
as you fall into deeper sleep.
I am afraid you will no more kiss me awake in gray pre-dawn
my body waking to you
before I do
heat rising
as I anticipate your touch
moisture trying to cool
what only you can quench.
Hold me one more time
at least
pretend
you
really care.
