My Love Is Missing

He'd been smothering me, clinging even.... I was almost unable to breathe even though it was warm, even though it was loving. I guess I was touched by it all having been alone for so long, my husband resting in peace now three years. Now he's just disappeared, my love, to someplace I have no idea of; no more smothering, no more clinging. All those hours on the phone quiet now; all those days together, alone again. No happy mediums for me! That's got to change. When he gets back we need to have a long talk. Our lives could be intertwined gracefully like two swans' necks without the suffocation of a swan song, just the togetherness of two people in love. SKB