Across the living room gulf

I gaze upon your face
Across this vast and empty space
How could we end up in this place?
How could we have lost our pace?

I look across this room
I wish I could sweep away the gloom
Wield some past erasing broom
Somehow make your love re-bloom

So close but so far
Our relationship a mar
Both stuck fast in this tar
Both scoring less than par

Once again you’re on your phone
Just another mindless drone
How I wish we could atone
How I long for your lustful moan

Despite this gulf between
My love is still so keen
I know that you're not mean
But your lust has lost it's sheen

Maybe one day you will see
That you still mean much to me
I pray that one day we will be
Able to reach across this foreboding sea