I’m trying to remember  

staying in bed all day with one you love.

sleeping, talking, dreaming, laughing, crying

and other things.

from most accounts the longer together
the less this occurs. how sad.

must we eventually

force intimacy on each other?


where once it came with the gesture of a hand,

a look in the eye,

the tenderness of voice:

a live, unidentifiable energy that spoke
to your heart over thousands of miles
all the oceans
the world.

that rare current brought you together,

go find it.

even if it rips your body apart.