Distance Poem by Alvin Coiner

is the time between head and heart
the thought of you to impart
a sensory vision that then will start,
yearning…

is a path so long it takes to walk
that body speaks but does not balk
to suffer forward…maintain the talk,
love…

is remembering counted days
fleeting moments…urgent phrase,
patterned movement through life's maze,
sustain…

is sweet pain to bear and extend
through each day…perception bends,
and is wont to delay inevitable end,
despair…