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Fugue in F# Major. Subscribe to this site on Substack |
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How can I touch you when
you're far away? A poem is not as salient as a kiss. Poems but poorly presences convey, Perhaps because of all that words must miss. Yet write I must because you are not here, Father farther from my eyes than heart, A face more frequent than it might appear, Tempered by the tyrannies of art. How might I be with you in ways that are Equal to the passion of my yearning, Reaching for a grace beyond the bar 'Ere there's any word of your returning. So may the time between us quickly pass, Days of longing that long cannot last, A time when but through words we may embrace, Yet know that soon we will be face to face. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use. |