Love Is

For my wife...

I long to kiss your lips

because I thought you were there

—you weren't, but love is

I miss to hold you in my arms

because I thought you were there

—you weren't, yet love is

I constantly dream to caress you

because I thought you were there

—your weren't, but, yes, love is

In the end, I cannot stop thinking of you

And in my narrow mind, I thought you were your lips, your arms and your body

—you weren't, because reality tells:

You are just what love is...

Jakarta, October 13, 2010, 4.20 a.m.