BILLET-DOUX

It is said
That those who deeply love
Write letters to their men.

Not to send,
They fold the pages again and again,
Waiting for waiting to end.

What is right?
Should I have hid this note
Behind your screen tonight?

I love you,
And should I die for saying so,
Then you will write me, too?

(Salt Lake City, Utah, 1983)