When we're apart
When we’re apart my mind and body ache, In half divided, angry, naked, bruised; A gift so rare I leap to reach and take, But stumble, miss, and fall again, bemused. When she is mine I heal as if from prayer, My halves rejoined, my focus sharp anew On thoughts and pleasures only we can share In hours late, a rapture meant for two. In breath, in voice, in body, spirit, mind, We join and sense the world around us fade Wh...