Friday, January 14, 2005



Your name evokes a feeling
Informed by memories
Of places and times
And the scent of roses.

My breath is never far away
You ride its ebb and flow
The master horseman of my heart
As I watch like a child enthralled.

“Baba!” Your name escapes my lips
And wakes in me the dream divine
Till sleep dispels love’s silent whispers
And dissolves into a sigh.

Copyright 2004 Michael Kovitz