The scarcity and the heat

 

And you told me with steady and cemented voice

That you wanted to elicit this emptiness

And this distance between our bodies and minds.

And I respected your wishes, sacred and tantalizing wishes,

But my desires and my whims and my sighs

Reach you through the wood and the wind

And the scarcity and the heat

And the early morning.

And I know you are listening

And I also know this is the widest elliptic arc

Of you and me this side of the dimness.

I touch you.

You sigh.