We may have lost ourselves in a world of wonder
and not in each other
The problem with knowing that connections
need energy to survive
and love needs an equal portion
of love to be regenerated.
Now we must catch up
somehow
rebuild those fragile bridges
that kept us attached to each other
even if time ticked away
and temperaments frayed at the edges
of our dreams
and spilled over into our daily lives
driving wedges of distance between us.
No matter what
lets renew that kiss
and cuddle and hold hands
where the frogs croaked in ecstasy
at our courtship
and the lilies opened their lips
to our own asking
Catchin' up will
bring us back together..
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved.
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