In the pale dawn light
here I lie
Your body has
a completeness, a softness
meant for me.
The push of a button
Fear hangs over Hawaii
Don’t leave me, not even for a day, because —
because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is long
and I, I’ll be waiting for you, like at the station
when the trains are parked somewhere else, asleep.
I do not love you yet because I do love you
I waver between loving and not loving you,
Between waiting and not waiting for you.
My heart swings between hot and cold.
I love you, not as if you were a crystal rose or topaz,
or carnations darting from the fire:
I love you as some veiled things are loved,
secretly, in the shadows of the soul.