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Jan 2019
My fingers stroke a ***** screen
Aching to feel his skin beneath them
I lay next to it pretending I'm really there beside him
We stare at eachother
Knowing we have other things to do
The energy so magnetic we delay leaving
I'm living & breathing here
But my heart is so far away
I yearn to hear his voice , see his face
To know he is safe and well
The fact that we dream under the same sky
Should bring comfort
But  sunset is just not the same through a picture
Our moments are shared and stored
But my desire is to feel them completely
I would gladly weather any storm
If he were literally next to me
For how can I shun the wind and the rain
While I sit with my blessing
They have their purpose in life
And I believe his is to love me as I love him
For now until what I want comes to be
I'll appreciate that God thought fondly enough to have our paths
Cross and be so interwined
That I get to laugh, love, smile, and be weird
Even if for now it's through a screen
Parastoo Abbaszadeh
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Parastoo Abbaszadeh  21/Two-Spirit/Urmia
(21/Two-Spirit/Urmia)   
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