Love feeds the heart with vitality
Love IN Absentia
It is not your physical absence
That unnerves my heart,
It is the thought that I continue to love you
In the total silence of great distance
And not be able to say that to you.
The vitality of my heart requires
No sustenance of the common sort.
For it lives nourished by memories of you,
Forever growing stronger each hour,
Dying each night to become
Yet a ghost in light of day.