Until the Time

There has never been a time In the history of the world When people have felt more aloneThan today.That doesn't mean that we are But it seems that way at times.If you are alone, RememberThat loneliness is sharedWith those as lonley as ourselves.Believe in the lonely somebodiesWho must share the yoke You bear.We are a clan you know -A band of onesWho long to loveBut who insteadMust suffer.But at least we suffer together.I sit alone in my roomWith each of you beside me.What a comfort It is to knowI'm not aloneWithin my wretched solitude.What a joy!I almost touch you there,Yes. There you are,Looking back at me From your solitary square.Perhaps one dayWe'll meet,In the open air I think,Where the bluebirds singAnd flit the wingFrom branch to branch.You won't say a thingAnd neither will I Except perhaps From heart to heartAnd even if our meetingIs no more than a simple greeting,I'll know you As one of mineAnd hold you close Withing my mind.You'll pat my kneeAnd we'll rememberTimes when we Were not so blessed As we will be then.In the meantimeAt leastThis poem we have,A less romantic moonlight trystBetween two lonelys,You in your roomMe in mineUntil the time...Until the time...