Still Poem by K. Karen Fisher

Still my love
Still my need
Still my longing for what I can't touch, hear or see
Still the dreaming of our home, our table, our bed
Still my emotions, turbulent and strong
Still my thoughts beating fast their song
Still they stretch tightly, those other ties that bind
Still not to each other, not to be mine
Still goes the world (not really, it seems)
Still a thousand miles from me
Still only a dream.