Reach
two sides reach two
different lives united by
separation
something screaming that it’s bound to be read
Stretch
across the linkages of the world
the chains
the necklaces draped
covering their own hesitation
Slide
on glass met by the other
but only reach cold numbness
Mimic
breath
in their fog paralleling air, loving nerves
Hands
Intertwine like two vines that are stripped and pulled away
like tied forget-me-nots
like uneven laces
like a blink
like disruption
like it passed
like bliss like criticism
like steadfast straying
like they will never be you
Hands couldn’t face the truth in your eyes
so they opted for the last attempt at connection
One hand remains as professed love whispers in vain-
the wind steals a response.
