The key to the lock
to the door to the room
with the chest that encases
your heart

is buried just off
the Nā Pali Coast
in the sands of the
Pacific.

I dont want to die
I dont want to go away

⠀
              
⠀                       i crave
                          you
                          nex­t to me.

                          i crave
                          your skin
                          on mine.

                          i crave
                          you,
                          to­uching me,
                          feeling me.

                          i crave
                          your lips
                          on mine.

                          i crave you,
                          your love,
                          your warmth.

                          but most of all,
                          i crave
                          you
                          nex­t to me.

                          -BZQ