Since I cannot touch you,
Nor can I hear your spoken heart.
Since I may never see that smile again,
Nor smell the fragrance that is only you.

Since I cannot make love with you,
Nor feed you cheese, olives and artichoke hearts.
Since I cannot take you home to share a shower,
Nor feel the strident beat of pleasure’s wave.

Since I cannot receive your council wise,
Nor witness pride and joy of your children fair.
Since I cannot know what you think and when,
Nor dry tears, share laughter, or hold your hand.

Since I cannot see into the future for you or I,
Nor am I allowed to stay a part of your life.
Since I cannot change the status of our present,
Nor will I remain a prisoner of fabulous memories.

So, my love,

I write to you.
for you.
about you.
because of you.
in honor of you.

Yet, without you.