Sam Yau
I love to take a leave of absence
from my mental chatter
in the mindless rush of life
The tyranny of thoughts
comes to rest
and my senses expand
Now the world is ready
to reveal what was hidden
sights unseen
sounds unheard
bodily sensations unfelt
O my dear lover
I feel your body through
your palm
which my palm clasps
you are now my own flesh
In this silence
I enter your temple
I feel you now
your heartbeat
your breath
the rush of your arteries’ blood
the warmth of your body
the familiarity of your energy
I enter a hall of remembrance
this one specific to
our rendezvous in Paris
You whisper in my ears
glide your body against mine
taste my lips divine
Images from this memory
finally catch up with me
I can no longer hold back
even though you are
on the other side of the globe