Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Absence and fondness

**Dedicated to numerous moments when being far from someone has made me realize their true value **

Proximity oft does muddle how the heart does feel,
Like the tiny white puffy cloud above does the mighty sun conceal,
Oft, distances are vital in reminding us of what is important and real,
Oft, absence is needed for love to, in all its fervor, itself reveal.