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
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