I haven’t seen

You in weeks

Though we’ve talked

Every day staying

Close like separated

Lovers you fighting

Your war over

There and me

Fighting the pangs

Of desire at

Home I wonder

As I wander

If as you

Fight back the

Enemy dodging the

Bullets of busyness

Do you remember

That first last

Kiss that laid

Upon your cheek

Once fresh like

Bread right out

Of the oven

Crusty and warm

To the touch

Like a new

Comic book filled

With action and

Adventure crazy characters

Capable of saving

The world like

Lovers only interested

In the simple

Touch of hand

To body but

We’ve cooled like

Those dog days

Of summer after

Anticipated thunder storms

Which knowingly will

Heat up again

Bringing more rain

And eventual Autumn

Sillily I thought

We’d be summer

A while longer

I still write

To you almost

Almost every day

But I don’t

Tell you anymore

In the beginning

We talked like

Newly found friends

At a summer

Camp dizzy with

Secrets and laughter

But now we’ve

Returned to our

Old life of

School and homework

Besieged with mundane

Let us meet

Again soon sitting

Around a campfire

In awe of

Each other like

The children that

We were when

We first met