Connected by T. Alisha Rogers

Thinking of nothing, you come to me

In twilght of sleep, you come to me

Never held your hand

Never touched your face

Never held your body

Never had your embrace

In stillness, message received

Traversing time and space

Internal sensation erupts

Non-physical presence prevails

Emphatically, telepathically

Empathetically, read me, 

See me, touch me, feel me

Thinking of you, you fill me

In the midst of desire, you fill me

Your hand in mine

Vis a Vis, yes face to face

Bodies are together by design

Embrace commenced, sublime

What must be, will come to pass

No gift to be greater, in time

In stasis, anticipate nothing

Patience, consummation, culmination

Resolution... beautiful... finally...

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