Tonight, Without You Poem by Lorenzo Costigliolo

When you are there
and I am here,
deep sadness overwhelms me,
crushing blanket of despair.

While I am here,
and you are there,
I look for you
not knowing why
deep sadness overwhelms me
across vast caverns, empty air,
dreadful, wide expanse of space
it seems a lightyear to your face.

When we are neither here nor there,
two bodies in one soul we share;
your light in dark by day grows dim
as stars do when bright dawn ascends
with morning dew and heated sun
absorbing every pore of you
into itself as ice and snow
with waters from high glaciers do.

When both our paths do intersect,
that point they cross becomes as one
in body, soul, nor be undone
by any force that Nature gives,
while in ourselves, where feelings run
too deep, alas, sweet Eros lives.