Seems so small that they seem to beat as one
And yet the ocean that divides us seems so large as to engulf eternity.
The last time that I felt your touch and kissed your lips
We were standing on the platform in Florence saying goodbye
But only until we could meet again so very, very soon.
Neither one of us saw the darkness coming,
The shadow that would veil the world in death and fear
And leave us stranded on our separate shores alone.
All I know is that, if we are ever fortunate enough to meet again --
In this world or the next --
I will kiss your face a thousand times,
I will grab you and hold you tightly to my breast
And our hearts, now locked together, will forever beat as one.
Aug. 6, 2020