My thirst for you
Now, that you’re far, and still I sense you close,
I try to resemble you with all my surroundings:
I gather you from sky and sunlight,
From flowers, muck and water,
From incantations and bad luck I try to fix you
And reshape you whole.
Outline your every sentiment,
Contour the heart that once loved me.
© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila