under different clouds

So now you're under different clouds;
 that scenery, both blue and green,
 that once we saw together, is
 entirely through your eyes seen

This is the way: the way of those
 who try and fail at love's enclose;
 we reachers, stretched beyond all reach 
 who find that love's, at last,

 a beach

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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