Loneliness

Mary

I watch the candle drip and

with every drop I

feel you,

feel your hands around me.

I listen to the crickets chirping and

with every chirp I

hear your heart,

your heart beat against my face.

I hear a dog howl outside

and with every howl I

smell your skin,

smell your skin against me.

The candle goes out,

the chirping dies away,

the howling dog tires -

but your hands are around me,

and your heart beats against my face,

and I still smell your skin against me,

though miles separate us.