In the expanses of the universe,

And the limitations of our minds.

Of dust filled clouds,

And clear blue skies.

From dark to light...

And dull to bright.

I am you and you are me!

In the incorporeal we are embodied.

Clearly we were made the same.

Stardust from the beginning of time.

Then how is it that i miss you?

Without our ususal exchange ot two.

Are you also thinking of me?

Clandestinely waiting to get free.

As my breath meshes with yours,

Over miles, yet always close.

Whether eloquent or laconic

In emptiness or filled to brim.

Our poetry can fill worlds,

For you are my ink and i am your words!