Let the tears remain untouched

When these tears for you—
cease their secret falling,
know then, I am dead.

When this waiting for you ends—
understand, I have changed.

Let your tears touch and linger;
I promise you—
in this longer waiting...
our names will remain carved.

This writing-for-you—
when these hours of anguish are spent,
feeling's tremor will cease,
creation will halt,
memory will vanish,
this coexistence of our making—
yours and mine—will perish.

I've held you close within my heart—
let this creation survive between us.

You are not dead—
the fragrance of your body...
I hunger lifelong to receive.