Distance
Cradles our forms
Delaying the day
Our shadows collide

We breathe with ease
And lend
Our gilded refrains
In the shield
Of our spacious divide

The miles are kind
To the bounty
We’ve stored in haste
In a maddened
Emotional gust

For what they withhold
Is agony unsheathed
Primed for blood
And the flesh
Of our hurried affection