The Tyranny of Distance

My love's charms don't travel well. From far off,
I can't hear her bursts of laughter, or the spirit in her
Voice. I cannot feel the joy of moving side by side
On sidewalks, joking about what we see. My love
Seems not to like to write. Her messages are flat
And brief, and, thus, though I am pleased to know
She cares enough to contact me, I curse the way
The space between us dissipates her charms.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-12-31 at 04:12

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Some relationships thrive on distance, mine never have. Well written Larry. Happy New Year, my friend!