thirty-two

I think of you
And instantly I want to write
The desire wells within me
Is this a natural response
Or have I thought through the words
Of our story so many times
That I've programmed myself to think
In the content of plot and dialogue
In the dramatic pause of stolen glances
In the subtext sensation of a hug
In the heat of a static character becoming-
Dramatic.

I think of you
And want to write
And I thank you
For stirring that desire within me-
Even now.