I’ll abide this
Abiding isolation
Touch deprivation
Dark longing
Clawing need of belongingAs long as our close connection abides
I’ll wait until you’re at my sideSurvive on cyber touch and kiss
Write fantasies of shared blissOh, how I tactile pleasures miss
© REDCAT
Written for dVerse — Quadrille 117 — The Dude Abides.
The world according to RedCat 
“Clawing need of belonging” is such a lovely phrase!
I second Philip :) gorgeous phrasing in this one! 💝💝
Lovely rhyming here. I like the phrase “touch deprivation” – we are just mammals who need to snuggle sometimes, really.
This captures my wants, for sure. We have all learned the simple pleasure of a hug or lunch with a friend.
we miss tactile connections with family great quadrille
I suppose “cyber touch and kiss” will have to do….for now, anyway, but getting back to those tactile pleasures ASAP is a MUST.
A great poem of emotional intensity. Not having one to count on in the aspect you describe makes it even worse, like a “phantom limb of partnership.”
I like this! However, I’m not sure how long I can continue to “abide this / Abiding isolation.”
I love how clever your wording is here: “abiding isolation…” We all seem to be biding our time for sure. This was excellent. <3
I love the rhymes in your quadrille, which I read aloud, and it sounded like a rap. I too am suffering from ‘touch deprivation’ and that ‘clawing need of belonging’ – excellent phrases to describe our current plight of surviving on ‘cyber touch and kiss’.
Patience!
Trying times, indeed.
It’s hard… but we have to abide the ordeals