too many days
the miles between us
are too far;
the phone is there,
we can share our faces
on screens;
it's good,
but it's not enough;
it isn't the same
as that big hug -
being wrapped
in your reassuring arms,
where I know
there is only safety and love,
where for a moment
the world can't touch me -
distance is easy,
a convenient excuse
we adopt
as a second skin
to paper over
the holes in our lives,
we need to shed it
