I ache in my bones,
in my skin,
in my brain.
I ache for you,
the pool of anguish
reaching my mouth,
flowing into my nose, 55 more words
Separation appears to be the flavour of the month.
It’s a strange human experience, to willingly watch normal become odd, routine become disruption. The ever changing reality of life means that we are often separated from friends, colleagues, family members, pets, familiar places and spaces. 156 more words