Anytime

Any time of day

and any day,

Memories of you fill my mind.

Tears, still so quick to spill,

rivulets of love and pain.

Busyness is it’s own addiction,

life goes on without you.

I hug your tree,

its’ branches your arms,

inhale days past,

the sweet smell of you.

We are separated,

by the realities of time,

and being.

And so, we are also,

inseparable.

You are alive,

always,

woven into and through me.

Emotion can transcend the limitations,

of this temporal space.

Love,

written somewhere in our DNA,

unites and reunites us,

until I know no more;

until I know not when;

until the mystery,

and the majesty,

of our human connection,

is revealed.