On this side of death

Many years

after

you left

I found you

on this side

of death.

You said

you were leaving

again,

you were dying

again.

Turns out

your absence

becomes desire

and death

haunts us both

because

we desire.

You said

he had already

been born,

the one

I desired.

What do I do

now that I’ve found him?

Don’t let him

into your side

of death.