I never wanted your body more now that
I can’t have it. I would kiss every inch
of you. Slowly, deliberately, and name
it. Your neck. Behind your right ear.
Your calves. We would both shudder,
a little, to discover how terrible our need
was. On the bed. Against the wall. I
would take you. See how beautiful
you are in the half-light? Do you see
how great my love is?