Very Very Soon
The hours of laughter
and incredible blessing of sight,
the zone of comfort
Land marked by our acquaintance
are vapourized by distance’s wicked physics,
the appearance of such bliss
we hope, to come very very soon.
When we were together,
each day consisted of less than twenty four hours
but now far apart
and my daily timely cycles
are notably long and doubled.
When would the irritation
of such a long suffering end?
I so hope it’ll be very very soon.
The flaunting of our colours,
our printing of romance’s currency
the manufactured envy from peers
and the large visible erotic shoulder pad,
extract juices of sadness from memory’s sulcus,
compressing the mind with machinery of longing
just because we are far apart.
Oh darling, I am sure we will meet again
to continue the everlasting episodes of our passionate ride.
This will not come later, but will be very very soon.
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