Lingering

Like the droplets of a stream upon my skin
after a swim under a summer sun,
you linger.

Like the taste of a cherry upon my tongue
after it has been slowly savored,
you linger.

Like the notes of a melody within my ears
after the concert hall has been emptied,
you linger.

Like the vision of a dream inside my mind
after the dawn has broken night,
you linger.

Like the sweet scent of a perfume tickling my nose
after its host has disappeared into the crowd,
you linger.

Like the suffering of waiting
after the prayer has been whispered,
you linger.

You liner upon my soul, you linger upon my heart,
and all I can do to stop the lingering is
to desire you more fiercely.