In Another Lifetime

my throat growls breathless anticipation- - I open your note Never having heard your voice, I will choose, choose to love the way your thoughts vibrate along my sympathetic spine, the intertwining, inclining, irritating, yet, satiating flow of your verbs. perfumed scent wafts from tear stained pages- - euphoria trails Never having touched your skin, I will love you for the comfort tea of your purely honest soul. Even though, I may not call to mind a scent, the musk of your cologne, your adjectives and adverbs, dress and undress my day. tears flow joyfully- - perhaps in another life to be quenched I am ever jealous of your sweet wife, yet, I will always, for love which cares not for the selfish self, leave you happy in her arms. *Form haibun combining haiku and narrative haiku by Charles Henderson narrative by Debbie Guzzi