It’s your
delicate face
I see
while I’m
daydreaming
I want to touch
you
ever so gently
just to know
that you’re real
It’s your
delicate words
I hear
as I sit in
silence
with only
myself
trying to find
my way
It’s your
delicate flavor
that I want
to taste
to savor
until our time
on earth
is done
until my very
last
delicate breath
