After wondering for some time, I ask you
”Are you awake?”
You say in a sudden, soft soothe
of sheets more than you ever could
with a dulcet rasping whisper.
We are hearts apart
separated by bones,
by flesh, by skin,
by fabric, by nothingness,
by electrons that tell us we can never
truly touch, never actually make contact-
We are untouched, disconnected,
nothing more than merely
very close to each other.
Yes.
Even now.