love where have you gone?
resume your pulse
let me know that you want to reside here

did you miss me?
did the wounds throb and bleed?
of course, they did
otherwise, you wouldn’t be standing in front of me
listening
waiting patiently
you, love, have no end

burst of light
because your smile meets mine
the tides change course
yes, it’s unthinkable but happening
love, you have returned

broken and we’re all right
if only for now

© simon whittle — from lovers’ tiff: a ballad