a tiny magic

we measure out our love in more than ells
the meaning of each moment tells us much
when we're apart we think only of touch
the distance is not truly that which tells
how much we yearn to hear the ending bells
a moment comes when we can reach and clutch
each other the time moves on so slowly such
is the reality and yet neither of us yells
in shock or anguish time will be enough
to bring us back together for each night
though morning sends out out to scramble
we know that while life's always tough
we have each other we can share the light
and go through life together at an amble