Guilty Thoughts

Today, I deal with guilty thoughts:
Uneasiness of writing words
When actions are the need of hour.
When sitting, holding hands with love,
Is all I need to focus on.
I’m here with you. Completely here.
And nothing’s more important now.
I wonder if his trembling hands
Detect the micro-ticks in mine.
The ticks that count the syllables
As I construct some metered lines
Inside my heart, inside my mind.
Is writing so essential?
If so, I must have lost the sense
Of what’s important here and now.
Aside, aside, you guilty thoughts.
It’s not the time for ifs and whats.