Here Is Where I Do Not Want To Be
Here is where I do not want to be, without
Why be apart when together we could be
Tucked under some sea-shimmering poplar, with
Ceruleum blue - or lightest cobalt - glancing through,
In golden cornfield, honey, lavender Provence.
No, here is where I do not want to be, without you.
Alone, stretched on my bed, is where I miss you.
I miss your warmth, your musk, your skin,
Your sun-browned limbs on mine in heat-haze sleep
Beneath our makeshift curtain, vivid yellow
Against vermilion shadows from the jacaranda tree.
Yes, there is where I want to be, beside you.
If you've any comments on
this poem, Louise Tee would be
pleased to hear from you.