Close By

Contrary to what is in the Author Guidance, I'm probably going to look back on this one and think 'Ouch, that's sentimental'. It's rather rough around the edges, though I'd like to think that some of the imagery is good. I hope it's at least a little likeable. Tianna xx

 

Distance.

The dreaded word.

When you know you’ll be apart

for an unbearable time.

My darling and I,

we might feel the distance ...

but I know he’s close by...

 

Close by, close by,

ever close by:

He's the horizon and I'm the sky.

We meet at the periphery of everyone's vision

and share secret kisses as day turns to night...

 

The stars...

You could not imagine it but he is more beautiful.

If you stared into the depths of your lover's

heart, you might come close to seeing.

But holding him is far more profound.

So when I’m not, the world turns grey.

But I know he’s close by.

 

Close by, close by,

ever close by:

He's the horizon and I'm the sky.

We meet at the periphery of everyone's vision

and share secret kisses as day turns to night...

 

The sea.

That expressive being; that source of dream-filled poetry!

He is that -

my knight in shining armour.

Yet, for all my words, he is

beyond words. Beautiful imagery,

sadly, could not do him justice.

But there is pleasure in creating poetry,

like the pleasure in dreaming...

In poems and in dreaming, he is

close by.

 

Close by, close by,

ever close by:

He's the horizon and I'm the sky.

We meet at the periphery of everyone's vision

and share secret kisses as day turns to night...

 

The return;

the joy of the sun!

Something slips into place beside my heart:

Something that was never lost and, yet,

has been re-found.

Like sand through water, I sink into his gaze.

This is where I wish him -

near me, close by.

 

Close by, close by,

ever close by:

He's the horizon and I'm the sky.

We meet at the periphery of everyone's vision

and share secret kisses as day turns to night...

The End

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