without her match
the candle's light can not glow
without the mud
the loveliest of the lotus
will not bloom
just so you know...
without you right here
I feel at best
left behind
'tis an illusion
of how it actually is
between us I'm sure
but I feel the distance some days
more than others
and blessedly too
so it seems does you
Just like I
as you have told me so
in a repeated lover's lament
of lost remorse.............
( written May 18, 2007 2pm)