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.