Poem 2878 | I long for my beloved

I long for my beloved
is my ill condition –
a greedy desire is my
complaint – all i can
do is allow for shift
of arrangements [last
minute re-sets of all
agreed] – my place is
in line across time’s
erosion – time is let
loose to other rulers
of what-is-when – I’m
left gaps to fill – a
breath’s touch of lip
on lip – as if kisses
alone suffice – waits