Solitary Spaces Continue

Maybe that 'love' won't leave thee;

It will overgrow your pain,

And push you perhaps, to have a whiff of it;

For you to feel compelled, to touch it again!

Maybe that 'love' won't ever set you free;

At least, it never did that to me.

It kept coming back to fill my 'solitary spaces';

And wrapped me in its an embrace,

Till I got back once again,

To play hide and seek,

With longing, fulfillment and yet, that little bit of poignant pain;

Let it keep visiting your 'spaces'.

Its solitude is intriguing.

You'll find it lit up with many faces.

Cuddle it and allow it to hide in one of those 'spaces'.

Let this guest be there forever,

For seekers like us who keep oscillating between abundance and void,

Now and forever.