Nature's Design

Neither lapsed time and trying intervals
of separation nor the relative but
inadequate yet joyful reunions can
quite compensate for absences that
love insists must be accommodated; that
ever-present dull ache oppressing the
psyche's acceptance refuses amelioration
finding itself instead in full rebellion.

Those brief episodes when I wait with
breath bated for your arrival and the
surprising, unexpected, visceral leap
of my heart reaching to touch yours
is rewarded by a smile only you emote
to melt the frozen longing set aside
in dutiful abeyance in your presence.

Our partings have many beginnings
that trickle through time to become
endings and you are once again away.
Your life once an integral part of mine
is now exclusively your own, a reality
to which you are happily adapted
through habituation and destiny. And
there I languish, incapable of
adjusting to nature's design.