I know it's not my due
I know it's against the rules
And yet,
When I see you
I always ask you
Five more minutes?
An hour?
And even I neglect to ask you
Be sure
That it is only because
I want
The whole day
Which I dare not voice
And so, since
Asking for five minutes
Makes no sense
I abandon
The whole enterprise
For when you are gone
I will be left with
A deep and wide crevasse
That takes over my insides
That nothing can fill
And only when
You are there again
Do I feel the abyss
Filled
With warm sunlight
That floods me up
From the inside
Ending in
The dawn of a smile
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