One Month!

We’ve made it,

my lady.

One month without

speaking.

Thinking it best

to just not speak.

Thinking it best

to spend

one day more

with you there,

my lady,

away from me,

and me here,

away from you.

One day more,

without speaking

for when we 

speak,

my lady and me,

we speak of

longing

and we speak

of loneliness

and

as you there,

my lady,

and me here,

as we both know

my lady and me,

our love can

be not more

than within

our minds.

As we both know,

my lady and me,

our love can

be not more

than within our

imaginations.

One month

without our

parting line,

my lady and mine

closing with,

I love you so.

I miss you so.

One month

gone by

and daily is it

easier for you,

my lady

to just not speak?

Is it easier for me

to just not speak?

Is it easier?

No, my lady,

not really!