Of Solitude and Camaraderie

Why mustn't I be only and lonesome?

When you – my dear beloved – are miles away

What about those days we spent in the vicinity of each other’s smiles and words

Those which never dulled out for you were present, alongside

Striving for spending yet another day and yet another hour

Where are the lunches and dinners we used to prepare?

While you saved the very last bite to kiss my lips, always

This distance, growing in abundance and, seeming infinite

Is equally prosaic as it is appalling

More of the latter and less of the former but certainly a blend

Why must I be only and lonesome?

When you – my dear beloved – are just steps away

Struggling your way through jobs, untouched and people, unnoticed

And guiding upon me as my Guardian Angel, the one they call ‘Michael’

As the week comes to a close, my eyes, once again, shine

For it will bring You, along with

To paint my days with yet another hue and yet another colour

And embellish my nights with matchless care and immaculate passion

The distance, ceasing to end and, seeming in disguise
No longer prevails.

Tune into Ed Shareen 'Thinking Out Loud' already.