against these odds

while you sleep

there are no words

to fill in my spaces

as you dream

i contemplate you

cold nights and hot days

warm nights and cool days

lives in juxtaposition

and love in sync

you are a paradox

I am opaque

we are an enigma

you dance for me

giving my loss wings

i write for you

giving you words

distance can't prevail

against these odds

©paul viel 2004