I think about you every day…who you are I don’t know yet.
I don’t see your face but I hear your voice.
It keeps me going.
It keeps me high.
It’s a connection built before the flesh.
The flesh came last.
Internally I know who you are but I can’t see you.
I can’t find you.
You seem so far away.
But when the bright sun is on my skin, that’s when I feel the closest to you.
Connected on another realm.
One not close to here.
One that breaths no other life but ours.
In the stars.
In the mountains.
In the trees.
Lets meet again.