Connected

by Frank Hubeny

If there’s a way from x to y
The space in which points live and die
Is more or less connected.

But if we travel here and there
And miss each other everywhere
In time we’ll feel rejected.

So let’s agree where-when to meet.
Sweet space and time are not complete
Until they’re love-infected.

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