Sit Beside Me

Hear the raindrops
Penetrate the ears of trees

The willows
Ask the wind
To thrust their branches

to you

Just
To get a taste
Of your name

Jacqueline,
Is what they call you

Soon as you speak
I know

It seems unjust
To fence you into, a name

I hear your voice

It starts in my lips
Travels to my stomach
Trembles my hands

And beats my heart

Maybe it’s the touch,
Maybe it’s the smell,
Maybe,
It’s the name