You are there.
I am here.
Pain.
Sunshine and
rain between us.

Faraway,
far away,
you lie only
in the grain
of my thoughts.

There forever,
with me tender,
like grit in an
oyster shell.

I am here.
There is there.
The seasons stroll
through lost time.
Waiting, waiting
in sunshine and in rain.

 

18/3/2024