From Here to There

constructs of man:

time;

days;

months;

dist(so very far)ance.

i know that is nothing more than

one mortal's attempt to

control this uncontrollable universe.

it is a wild and crazy place,

more vast while more compact

than we will ever know.

yet

there is this sense of

space

be(twixt)tween you and

i

that unsettles

unnerves

unravels

me.

each of us

lived a sep(unbeknownst)arate life

long,

long,

long before we were aware

of the other's(in your case)beautiful

existence.

we survived somehow, didn't we?

why is it now that

what was perceived as nothing more than

eleven(give or take one)miles of asphalt

are suddenly too much for my

love-sick heart?

why do i now count each

p a s s

i n g

inch that is found and forgotten

as i crawl my way back to your bed?

how can i ever go back

to unknowing you

when you have invaded(so willingly, i let you,

again and again and again)my soul?

how can i ever manage to be the same(but

truly, why would i want this?)when i am

forever

changed?