Distance

Sometimes this ache overtakes me

Sunday reminders of you

Of how that frenzied inner force

Repelled us

Leaving me with no safe resting place

To fall into

Or be held by

These realisations bring me to tears

Sometimes

It’s such a comfort to me

When ever you lie close

But lately my frenzies make you run and hide

And then I realize

There us hardly any difference in my life

Between the generations

Of isolation

And yet curiously

It also comforts me at times

This distance

This aloneness

Being still

Is a skill

I am still learning

Trusting is still a risk

I fear taking

Sadly

I know it hurts you my dear

But surely my wanting too

Should count for something

Sometimes your longing

Just overwhelms me

Or is it mine too

This aching to be

Connected and close

I buried?