This gulf is frustrating
Conversations come and go
Affections are waiting
Passions glow
Intimacy runs away
A lost foreign stranger
Same thing every day
Miserable behavior
However the strands hold
Still
Love dares to be bold
Against the battle uphill
Desire becomes anxious
Questions run amok
Decisions are dubious
Very slow is the clock
But the vine will bear fruit
Patience I say
Keep resolve in the root
Soon comes the day
