The distance between may never be crossed As the span that parts the living and dead It cannot be held, and cannot be lost With the crawl of a slowly numbing frost I lie in the snow and dream you instead The distance between may never be crossed And the great love that left my... Continue Reading →
Distant Friends – A Poem
I want to sit with you And share brandy As we laugh about Our memories And feel the warmth Of log-fire bodies In proximity And friendship But we will never meet And the elastic Frustrated glorious Can't be Is perhaps what makes we But it kills me For I am swollen with loving Only possibly
Rule of Stupid 