image by Daniel Murtagh
Unfinished
I have loved you at first sight, and second glance
and every chance that I could get
Loved you from across the room, in hallways
under street lights, trees, the moon
Loved you across time zones, miles
by keyboard, mailbox, minutes on my phone
Loved you on white sheets, green grass, bus seats
on avenues, in parking lots and parks
Loved you on cold walks, and in hot places
in your hands and arms, by memory and eye to eye
Loved you all the way from brown
to gray, too young, too old, and at wrong times
Loved you with one breath, one laugh, my voice
and all my words, my whisper and my cry
Loved you with my secret self, as I walked by
and in your car, and as you drove away, your tail lights
Loved you, waiting days and weeks
through years, by nights, and as we came around again
or as we went, and still --
I have not loved you quite enough
not all the way, and not complete
Not loved you right until the end, through our last beat
and with my every bit, all in, time fully spent, at least --
not yet.
--smh