Distant Lovers
Is it possible to miss a person this much
When they are someone you have never known?
Is it possible to feel this magic touch
Of phantom fingers adrift across your own?
My friend and I are lovers
In the most innocent of ways.
Though they will never lie beneath my covers
I hope that here they'll always stay.
Through mystic fields we sometimes walk,
Hands held firmly, side by side.
We soar together yet do not talk,
For voices reach not across the Great Divide.
Is it possible to sing a crooning tale,
To someone you will never meet?
Is it possible to look beyond Death’s veil,
And not go mad from such a feat?
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This is heart-breakingly beautiful, and so well-written! I hope you publish your poems someday - they really need to get out there with majestic artworks and everything possible to gild their glory. :)
ReplyDeleteIf mine deserve to get out there with majestic artworks, then yours need to be as famous as the Mona Lisa!!!! :D
DeleteStill awesome :D
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