BREATH.

[dadio]

Breath on a mirror.
The writing with a finger

I love you in the steamed
up space. He rubs it off

with the edge of his hand.
If only she could wipe him

from her heart with as much
ease as he had wiped away

her words of love with brush
of hand from mirror's face.

He gazes at his reflection
and with a finger wets a brow.

She looks on hoping he will love
Her too, sometime, somehow.