On Separation and Unity

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I sit among the crowds alone

Immersed in pleasures all our own.

In your eyes and thoughts departed

consolation eases

Time's eager expectation of encounters

not completed

In transit I am free to think

Distraction's liberation.

What it means this corporeal link

of constant inspiration.

Adoration's gazes steal – beauty to the eyes reveal.

Yet your absence leads the mind somewhere deeper still

To appreciation of where passion meets the will.

Two mated souls whose blended wholes

Ignore their own displacement

Such fated pairs that true love share

Found distance's replacement.

On Separation and Unity - The Courage of Intimacy by Keith Ainsworth                                                                                                                                              11