Passion greetings felt in

The heart hand grasps

Hand pulling brother close

Enough to press stubble

Into the side of

Your face


Looking to the eyes

Now the other side

Leaning back away hands

Remain locked perhaps another

Hand reaching up for

The shoulder


You love me I 

Know that you hope

We will soon be

Saying hello this way

Beginning another conversation over

A table packed tightly

With food