how can my body stay in this place, when my heart only wants to be where you are? how do i keep from catching my breath? how do i keep my soul from leaping from my chest?   how do i go on living, knowing it’s not where you are?   oh, how restless is the spirit! to be in the four walls of your city tonight; to smell the sweet air of Samarra tonight; to embrace in my arms the tenderness of your grave tonight…