Return, O Lover, Return

Oh, has part of my heart moved so far away
To decrease my peace in your fair bosom?
Ah! How my soul minds this kind of absence!
It is the essence of loneliness
Out from the madness of love!
Come back, Lover, and again hover over me,
Or shall I die as I lie awake for your sake?
You’re like a rose that knows when to bloom,
So blossom in me once again
So I’ll cease to strain in pain!
I cannot stand the distance in this existence,
And so I persist to insist upon your return!
Come back to me and let me see you again;
Come back and fill me with the love I lack!
Or has part of my heart moved too far away?
If so, then the day will end in restless dismay
And I’m afraid I will stray even further away!
Return, oh return to this heart that burns . . .
For you . . . for you!

Note: Originally published in November 2016, now republished for the enjoyment of new reader-followers. Blessings to one and all!


To Love Somebody Too Far Away

heartPhoto stares back into my eyes, my eyes staring into the eyes in the photo;
But does she know?

And I could literally raise the very sun with crow of fire, fluff the feathers
Of my desires!

But does she, so far away, know I want to show my love from cove of soul;
My treasure trove?

heartSame world, but worlds apart play part in ripping my heart apart so soon
As I start to stare…

But I can’t help myself; staring leads to an imagined life, feeds the fantasy,
Never satisfies need.

But does she know? Can she see? Does she look at me, too, as I look at her
Far away every day?

heartAh, maybe the imagining is better? No, and neither can the letter replace
Fetters of distance.

And my God, it hurts … To love somebody so far away