Cursing the Cold of Winter
The enormous distance of your love
diminishes the closer I get to you
but my love grows
word knowledge is meaningless
when knowledge of wordless thoughts
come and go with every breath I take
you are all seasons to me
you may curse the cold of winter with my absence
but a fervent spring smiles in you
love exists everywhere
even in hearts that don’t thaw,
love is there
I know we are not close in body now
but in spirit we are one
and inseparable
My growing love
will arrive soon
to rekindle your fervent spring.
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