Loneliness Poem by Kimani wa Mumbi

May

I watch the candle drip and
with every dropp I
feel you,
feel your hands around me.

I listen to the crickets chirping and
with every chirp I
hear your heart,
your heart beat against my face.

I hear a dog howl outside
and with every howl I
smell your skin,
smell your skin against me.

The candle goes out,
the chirping dies away,
the howling dog tires -
but your hands are around me,
and your heart beats against my face,
and I still smell your skin against me,
though miles separate us.