Lament for Days in Absence

Do not mistake calm

Silence in the disconnect

For satisfaction

There is a sadness

Delicately held by hope

To this serene state

To have seen true love

And spend any time without

Is bitter despair

Sometimes it is rage

But even as it matures

Pain muted still felt

Call this a lament

For all the days spent apart

Even to this day

A structured sadness

If not easily observed

Then clearly written

For I make my way

Suspicious of slighter waves

As absence persists

Take this as a sign

Though the surface stopped quaking

My heart remains yours