Love, Mental Health, Poetry, Writing

In Between. A poem.

Would that I could
rend
this universe asunder
to bring you that much
closer to me.
So near our timid
outstretched
fingertips could
touch,
so near we could taste
each other’s stuttering
exhaled breath
and our carbon dioxide
could mingle
like salient
bacteria.

Every rapid-fire conversation
and reluctant discussion
disguised as
commentary
or immersive peer review,
hiding behind saturnine
walls
of bifurcated emotion.
How similar we are
(and yet how antithetic).

Still, the space between
remains
undiminished,
no matter how much I long for it.
Is that a glimpse of
the real you,
I see?
Is that visceral desire you
harbour for
me?

Dream on, my friend,
in the infinite space left
in between.

My first book of poetry, The All or the Nothing, is available now as an e-book from most online distributors. To find out more, click here.

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