So near yet so farYour body may be awayMore Like This
across great green paths paths of water
But your face is right here
wedged between my brain
and my skull.
Your words race through
the neurones in my head
fast as lightening
hot as electricity
I softly trail my fingertips
up the dent where your spine rests
relishing your soft warm skin
as if it were physically there.
You laugh behind my eyes
twist my words into jokes
and wrap your arms around me
like you're tying up a precious parcel
with tender ribbons.
I don't need your earthly body;
I'm content to play with a reflection-
the muffled, mixed-up diajetics
that make up my memories of you.