Remedy Not Required

Had i drunk last night
the awful feeling
this morning
would have plain cause,
simple remedy.

This manner of Hangover,
if you've had you know,
is companion with two.
Loneliness
and Ache.

At quiet times acute,
subsides as the world awakens
and intrudes upon their feast
in the heart,
drowning their drone.

A winter storm,
as soon as it passes,
the shine and cheer that follow,
though essential and welcome,
are vanquished by the next.

The cure is plain you know
but for reasons unknown
hard to attain in these times
of instant exchange
lacking in material form.

You, who hold another,
gaze directly in the eyes,
touch a hand and hand be touched,
caressed hair, lips kissed,
remedy not required.

Remedy Not Required
~ NoxAlio ~