Separation or Union?

I look at her, longingly, as she walks away,

Wondering when I would see her again.

Suddenly I can’t help but question

“Is she wondering the same?”

As she moves away further,

My heart reaches out to her.

And then it seems as if an intangible link,

Makes her turn around and, momentarily, blink.

Slowly, she waves back at me,

Fighting back tears-- I can easily see.

This fleeting moment she tries to stall,

She says it best when she says nothing at all.

I stand there, stunned and dazed,

Trying to take in every facet of that image;

Words fail us, but our eyes talk nonetheless!

How do they do it? Beats me even in regress!

The moment of parting finally arrives,

I can’t see her as tears mist my eyes.

I pray, “Allow me just one more glance!”

I am blessed, ergo I get my chance!

I see her—still waving but with moistened cheeks,

I run towards her when the engine creaks.

The gray beast moves on, taking her along with him,

I stop – helpless -- with my eyes dim.

Though she moves away further and further,

I find myself closer to her than ever…

Suddenly a voice, more like a whisper, speaks to me:

“These distances cannot keep us apart

‘Cause I’m there firmly stuck in your heart!”