When I’m with them, sometimes they’re too much, their combined energy so powerful, immediate, demanding…

And when they are gone I long for them back, I long for more,

My own version of synchronicity (as Sting wrote and The Police sang),

At our best we ponder and revel, and soak up the moments, soak up the moments,

My eternal longing, to soak up the moments with them.

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