I looked in, saw you washing your hair,

Kneeling, turning head side to side

To catch the shower jets, eyes tight shut

Arms, shoulders bare. I’ve loved you so much.

You looked so vulnerable. I dare not speak

For fear to frighten you but closed the door,

Came, sat before the daffodils you placed for me.

A vast passion forms in me, passion of tenderness

Consumes me, I hunger to love you too much

But must leave you space.