HOW
how can I possibly
still love you
still
want you
still imagine you
with me
right now
now
now
now!
so close, both of
us, the two of us,
would agree we feel embedded
wrapped up in each
other’s arms:
the ultimate package
but
this
is
not real, is pure
supposition, ghost conjecture
me here
alone in these words, with
this poem
you,
as ever,
so far away