Illusions

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.

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About coffeeandkitties

I am a romantic in every possible sense of the word!
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