you

there was the first dream
unexpected and tender
a sweet surprise
in the wake of those first soft words

i had spoken into the vast space between us
one that speaks back the rhythmic refrain
separation connection
connection separation
till i'm not sure which is which anymore

but i am alive
and patient {for once}
and the dreams continue:

a detour through disconnect
sex dreams with no sex
and back again.

i got to hug you so long last night
onetwothree times that never ended
somewhere on some plane
inside my spirit

and for the moment,
perhaps, sadly, for all moments
that will have to be enough.