Deep down in the depths
where persuasion cannot get a look in
I know
where the heartwood is tender
Where absorption can send her
cogitation cerebration
will grow
absence it makes the heart fonder
believing and reasoning, we
can experience profundity over our thoughts
and get close to some reverie
consideration and pondering
transcendental the absorption of light
distance is deliberation
the existence of all that feels right
being ignored on the spectrum
you know you feel it you be
walking around with your head in your hands
knowing that she cannot see
her counsel is that she has quietened
and you feel those pangs in your soul
you cant be without her
you just feel so sad
something is wrong
and you are feeling bad.
and a bit meditative
instinctively
For as mates of the soul
you need her to be
with you