Is it too late to touch you, Dear

Untitled, a photo by mord on Flickr.

Is it too late to touch you, Dear? @ Emily Dickinson

Is it too late to touch you, Dear?
We this moment knew --
Love Marine and Love terrene --
Love celestial too --

heart

heart, a photo by mord on Flickr.

Love's Philosophy ~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of Heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine? -

See the mountains kiss high Heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?

tree at work

tree at work, a photo by mord on Flickr.

I don't really get why human connections can be so intense, but everything fades, suppose we are programmed to make connections for the good of the species but nature has given us shields against emotions and loss. Craving and need are painful sometimes.