RADAK




You answer to the name 

	I call in sleep; yet,

 	you are not the one.



If you were the one, 

	I would know your touch:

		Intimate, familiar, free.




If you were the one,

I would attend your voice:

   softly persistent, revealing.




If you were the one,
 
I would savor your taste:

	musky, pungent, peppery hot.




No, Sweet Love, 

	you are not the one;

			yet, in sleep,

I call your name.