Loneliness

Loneliness.

The spring always brings

mania and depression

in overwhelming waves

but depression hits harder

when every second

you crave and yearn for

a simple human connection.

A touch, caress, hug,

a dancing in the 

five o'clock sunbeams 

in a kitchen together.

A making food together,

feeding loved ones,

a walks through

random paths, together.

An accidentally staying up

till early morning hours

because conversation

never ceased entirely.

A being stoned

and listening to music

with someone else.

A smile, a chuckle,

a forever refrain 

of a human love.

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I wrote this a month or so ago, and just never got around to publishing it. It feels weird publishing it since I now have a partner with whom I can do all these things, and wonderful friends with whom I can do many of these things as well. I still love this poem and wanted to publish it anyway.