Still Thinking Of You Poem by DM W

I'm doing well in knowledge's revered realms.
I'm at the peak of creativity, and yet
I'm afraid that lately I've become a slave of
Boredom. I would like to hear from you again.
O I miss your voice, your smile, your singular ways.
Although we have been separated through the years,
I still feel that divine magic draws us near.
O it is hard to define in terms of logic,
But sometimes, it seems, cold reason runs warm and wild.
Alas, I only possess the cards I was dealt,
And they aren't all aces. Yet, I have still got the
Romantically mischievous Jack of Hearts to play.
Make of that what you will. But solitude's ugly.
And true love soars like a bird over the abyss.