Velvet
the morning soft like velvet
in the deepest hue
napped with color high and low
when the light shines through
these are the moments I sense you most
although you're not that close
through the wire I hear you
touching with absent fingertips
reach down in me, inside my soul
whisper softly in my ear
if I shut my eyes, I can feel you
and everything that we are
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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