This is love. Worry.

The unthinkable. Thought.

The unimaginable. Imagined

The colourful fabric of the mind,

Greyed, clawed, torn and ripped.

The icy walled cavern of loss, scaled.

Repetitiously. Recursively. Over and over.

The mind ever increasingly processes,

 in ever decreasing circles.

"What if?" Unanswerable. Re-answered.

The battle field of the mind,

the real and un-real come together,

spilling out, made physical,

a damp cheek.

This is love. Caring

The familiar stench of beige

The yearn for peace amidst the confusion of noise

The sting of waiting stabs at love's side

The wane of emotion, inability to do

The taste of frustration, the sour smell of pain

The inveitable side slide of time

Strained smiles, tense brows

The cry of machine pings, tug

The creeping onset on numb

Lead air, hanging like cold air baloons

Terms too familiar and foreign, harmogonise

The cold comfort and uncomfort of sit

The cycle endless of stand, pace and sit

The long dark wait time of seeming for-never

Coffee by coffee, dank stench hangs

The cloak of nothingness encroaches and shrouds

The pain of watched pain

Felt, bruising, cutting and intense

Love, expanding, torn and ripped

Tears un-watered spring forth inside

Brave faces and hearts, continue contnuing

The never endng prospect of waiting

This is love. Home sick

Twines of love, holding strong,

tearing the fabric of feels.

Lost,the yearning of the soul,

pained and exhausted.

The loss of being away,

peircing the emotions.

The gentle caress of the one,

loudly missing.

Glimpses of ones love,

fleetingly far away

The senses of eyes and ears

denied to touch, smell and taste

The sound of their voice,

comfortingly brief

Unheld, the days morph,

seemlessly towards limpness of the being

Close, yet far away,

dichotomy internalised.

The eons of soon, 

impossibly long

Elasticity of time,

stretched taught, springless

Emptiness of the night, 

aloneness, void

Passion, held hostage

to the vastness of distance

yet, undaunted, the heart holds strong

the sweet purfume of love, effervescently present

permeates the all

excitement builds, time quickens and slows

uncertain of is passage, its direction challenged

brutal an sweet

explosion of passion, the sweet kiss of arrival

balance resored, silken smooth

home is my heart

balance restored

passion, pent of time

set free