Touch me.
Let me know
that I still have skin
and form.
Give me
a reason not to doubt
my own reality.
Once here,
in full,
I can begin
to understand you.
Learn you
like a new language.
Another voice
in my head.
We were two,
apart,
but now a union.
Connected
by something
we denied.
Hiding our eyes
from our existence
only caused our fears
to multiply.
There I go again,
connecting things
that used to be
apart.
HG – 2022
