"Warm Kisses are not the Answer" 1973: poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

Names pierce the universe
Hers appears there also

To meet and talk - "How are you" "Guess I'm fine"
Is happy in her eyes
And she can talk and be alive for me
I'm so happy

When we smile I sense her roving glances
Detect her far-below side
And I'm happy

Words can convey nothing and warm kisses are
not the answer. If they were I would
be answered as each minute in the day.

With her it's different now
It seems so real
	so far
	without warm kisses in the night
And will I fall out of this one like the others?
That's a question we will answer tomorrow
When she comes back to life for me
And warm kisses replace warm hopes.