13 Questions

Have you stretched love’s Chalaza
across transatlantic distances?

Have you found utopia in a telephone 
call, a tinny familiar voice that keeps
a candle burning in your caravan?

Have you made do with intangible
presence when compromises will not suffice?

Have you had metaphysical fights?
Have you burnt midnight with a twig of defiance?

Have you taken happenstance with a gulp of mercy?
Have you shrugged off an infidel thought of ecstasy?

Have you watched days climb on
themselves with such staggering difficulty?

Time fixated like a clock with a moribund battery.

Have you stolen glances between seconds?
Have you pierced truth where it hurts most?

Have you reconciled a moment of bliss and replicated its memories?
Have you asked these hard questions pinching shoes in difficult crevices?

Have you found answers in this gaze of
passion that burns when you hold each other’s hands?