Sometimes when the days and nights that separate us <br /> <br />Stretch out, an endless void <br /> <br />When the distance becomes torturous <br /> <br />The ache, unbearably real <br /> <br />And the embrace of cold air <br /> <br />Cuts deeper than a knife <br /> <br /> <br />I begin to wonder how will I get through <br /> <br />This day, this week, this month without you <br /> <br />Why do our souls entwine wondrously, <br /> <br />When we can’t meet <br /> <br />Why do our bodies yearn so longingly, <br /> <br />When the simplest touch is denied <br /> <br /> <br />Yes ours is a bonding of souls <br /> <br />In this life, our bodies far removed <br /> <br />But in every life, we will seek each other <br /> <br />Ceaselessly journeying together <br /> <br />On this path, with petals strewn over stones <br /> <br />Finding love, as the light grows.<br /><br />Anita Atina<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-i-wonder-11/
