if I could reach out I would
encircle you in sympathy
cloak you in protection
wrap you in comfort
but I am like incense smoke
I could wreathe you
surround you in loving curls
that whirl and break apart
when you reach out
and you know how we circle
snapping like feral dogs
I am still dancing
to an unforgiving drummer
somewhere just outside
the straining corners of my eyes
what were you saying?
can I return your love
once I am truly here?
but I love you I love you
and sometimes we sway as one
come to me I will call though
I have not the words
I cling to this vision:
the world arrayed below
our fingers entwined
we ascend
And where we go
Heaven follows