THIRST.
A sweetly-brushed morning-fresh breath
greets my lips today, dawn\'s light-scented
touch tastes eastern-fragranced and wakes
early-roused senses to friendship\'s far away
bouquet when nectar\'s sweet-petalled kisses
write such welcome way thru\' separation mist.
Distance may sigh but letters let smiles traverse
world-wide space to quench love\'s inevitable thirst