Sometimes I try to place
Distance between You


And Me.

It never works though.

I miss your honeyed voice
Which makes me
Want to kiss you.

I miss your laughter
Because the sound of it
Is euphoria
Personified.

And when we talk
There is a palpable connection —
At least…
It is for me.

I’m lured by the
Potential to explore you,
To see the facets instead
Of the prism.

For the chance
To appreciate all of you.

Even though the heartache
Is an ocean of sadness
And my heart is pierced with shards of glass —
Being away from you
Is a death sentence.