The space between us is an illusion
It’s not really there… Not really
Your being is so familiar to me
It’s like a second skin
I sit in one corner
And you in the other
But your hand is on my back
And you’re kissing my lips
What is it they say?
“You never really know anyone.”…
Oh but I know you my darling boy
I know every cell and every vein
I know every heartbeat and every breath
I know every drag and every sip
I’m not wondering or wandering
I’m not lost or uncertain
I don’t even even have to try.
That space between us…
It’s an illusion.