Yet (In Senryu)

you kiss me with words;
wrap love-dripping characters
around me, gently

you leave them for me –
comforting crumbs from your heart –
leading me to you

but we are apart
and can’t be together, YET –
a deafening word

silencing the heart;
siphoning air from my lungs;
suffocating sleep

yet, a loaded word
so full of promises, hope
and optimism

bridging the longing
between now and tomorrow
when yet becomes now

© Poetry from the Inkwell 2018