i wander around dizzy
contemplating four days
from now when you arrive
when i will be with you again
i work my way to you
with walks and casual
exercise
i will living in the memory
of events we have yet to create
mapping out your landscape
i have yet to kiss
and remind myself
on every sit up
to rub your spine
so when we talk about it
you will sigh again
i am timing the times
we can be in the throes
of mid-life glamour
all the joy of coitus
synapses collecting sparks
my muscles humming
and just being wrapped
in your arms