Apart

It is hard to be apart from someone you love.  It’s not the first time, it won’t be the last. In many ways it is just a part of our lives being governed by the realities of work, family, busyness and a lack of resources to do what we would like to be doing. 

Leo has been away almost a week.  It will be good to have him home again tonight.

Apart

 

One heart beating

One flesh.

 

Distance creates

Phantom limbs.

The brain sensing

Denies the rift,

But the heart

Seeking the veins

To carry its nectar

Has no where to spill its love.

 

We are for a moment

Apart.

 

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