Love. A classic Tragedy

The pain of a long distance relationship/.

Love.
A classic tragedy.
Roaring, twisting, decieving.

All consuming.

But I cope.
A glass of red wine.
Yours.
I taste you.
Feel you.

All consuming.

The warm welcome as I sip,
Slowness. Haziness.
Envelopes me.
Smoothing the sharpness of
My missing you.

All consuming.

Love.
A classic tragedy.
Dreaming, Pretending, aching.
Thoughts of your leaving,
Haunting.
Thoughts of your returning,
Taunting.

Come Back.