Oh this love that curls
deliciously, enmeshing my open
heart with every beat.
through the miles and the space,
entrapping us two in eternity,
is stronger than
steel, twisted; as unyielding as
rock; yet as fluid and
changeable as the stream
that gurgles rapturously
from its very source.You see, my love, if you are far,
my arms still entwined,
your fingers’ caress,
our lips’ perfect brush,
still lingers.So my love, through the
heavens, I feel the superfluous
encumbrance of physical touch.
We are still as one: one heart
beating, my love, as ‘us’.
© Nicky Clifford 2016
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