When it’s
For the sacred
The pure love

Out of this pain
Is born bliss
Peace in separation
Aches and anguish
Stab at the same time flourish
Flowers of creation
Beauty prevails
In distance
Voices of soul
Echo in silence
In your physical presence
You seem too far
Your fear wins you
In your absence
You feel Close
Your love expands
Union is the end
Separation
Is continuation
Of love
Longing ,yearning
And burning
Keep this fire
Of love alive
I guess

©️Sobbingsoul