The Course

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The emblems of the soul emerge, escaping from within

As they trace that precious face they make my heart feel thin

Silently they speak with vocal clarity, leaving me with questions

Do those crystal pearls run their lovely course

For error I have made or words that I forgot to lend?

Or worse was it words or comforting embrace I could not make

As distance disadvantage conspires romance to break

The duplicity of love is its intensity

Making higher the flight of joys and sensations all

A fleeting flash of your smile or glance of your eyes

Slows my heart and brings calm that sleep has never done

And love's duality is such that your one tear

Wakes me at dark hours wandering in thought and fear

That drops of joy and pain escape from sources of their own

Creates a new mythology born of denial and grown

To belie these droplets flow from want and loss

Tears recognize in their descent that human state

A whistful inability to bathe in constant bliss

So brief breaks from love at hand tease the mind

That love may prove false or abandon premature

While insecurity saps loves joy through reddened eyes

I am with you constantly in response to sighs

The Course  - The Courage of Intimacy by Keith Ainsworth                                                                                                                                                                     44