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
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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