you.

daily, you punch my heart

with a fist of happiness

filled with melancholy

you trace the curls of my laughter

with a sharpie pen

to hold them in place for posterity

the very 

overthereness 

of your presence

gives me the greatest sense of joy

because i know you are

but the distance 

draws heavy upon me

some days

and i curl my fingers round a mug

instead of warmly round yours

an awkward silence fills my mind

at these times and i wait

to see the words of greeting

i need to restart the liquid sunshine 

you pour into my smile

Reviews

[Crowley]

Distance is no match for the souls of some and too much for the sanity of others. Its nice to have that otherworldly presence to bring us back to earth smiling and waiting on the day thaqt the distance is snapped up. Great and longing words...nice work kit.

[DavidRyanM]

Beautiful dear. This poem made me feel so far away from a specific love yet so close at the same time.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

I know this feeling..:).I like the line and i curl my fingers round a mug
instead of warmly round yours..

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

but the distance
draws heavy upon me
some days
and i curl my fingers round a mug
instead of warmly round yours

we sometimes seek comfort in inanimate object to make up for lack of emotional support... a powerful piece of poetry.

[Nobody.]

:) you make me smile.....and cry.
you're a great poet shorty.
Fugax!

[OT]

very nice!! the contradictions - a happy melancholic fist? nice!! - your word plays are great - overthereness - you force us to slow down the read!! you swine! haha and then it calms almost towards the last stanza - resolution almost - go and pour that liquid sunshine!!! nice!

[Ed Hart]

and it ends resoundingly, a crescendo really