I wish I could do this quicker-this longing
my wishing, my dreaming, my wondering
goes on and on
I think about your sweaters and imagine pale skin
I pass by your house and can see only drawn shades/shadows
Days go by slow motion until I see you:

I don't want you to know the span of time I have spent,
the hours I have dwelled on your eyes, your lips
I want to long no more or linger forever.

for lv.