when forever is too long part II

Soon the snow that’s falling now

at midnight this first day of spring

will melt eventually and go.

The snow, the leaves-well, everything-

brings disappearance with it.

I suppose one day I’ll go to bed 

and not think of how your hips 

and arms

and eyes are set.

They say it will happen soon.

I wait.

It hasn’t happened yet.