for a Cat named Sunshine
To love most truly is to never know
What moves such love, nor where it issues from,
As if the ocean's unseen undertow
Possessed you utterly; you must succumb.
And though the heart delights to be at one
With one so much the mirror of its soul,
The thrill of pleasure is at times undone
By separation sensed, which takes its toll.
No greater grief is knowingly incurred
Than that a lover takes on willingly.
Though long delayed, it will not be deferred,
But still the lover loves devotedly.
So soon the magic hours slip away;
Released from time, the memories will stay.
©2016 Michael Fraley
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