Wednesday, August 15, 2012

We Are


With eyes closed...I feel your
world against me -
Even in the distance of a
thousand worlds
away.



~
And distance is truly an illusion of sight and mind. I am no farther then a reach of arms and closer still I am drawn against you in a breath of carried air. There is no place where you leave off and I begin - we are as the tree and sky and the crush of space
between them.
We are the spread of branches held
against a welcome
air.

We are..even in the distance thought
between us.