a poem for tatiana:

Gentle 

  as a single rain

  drop

  falling

  into the bud

  of a flower,

 you have sustained

  my

  world

  and you flow

  through my veins

  like some inextinguishable

  fever.

And because we are apart

  I long to trace

   my finger

  tips

  over each and every

  nuance

  of your face.

U.V.RAY

1st October 2006.

3.16pm.