I take a sinuous path
to your heart, long
and brambled, dizzying
not knowing where you are
only that you are.

I kissed you last night
in a dream, barely recalled
but for your warmth.
I wake every day into
another dream where we
don’t know each other.

I rise before the sun
with a memory of you
whom I have yet to meet.
But still I know how it feels
to kiss you.

I follow your lips
your warmth, seek the
veneration of our hearts
chance of everything.