For me
there has always been a distance
A long stretch of something intangible
between desire and connection
Awkward pauses that occurred when my words jumped
Off the trapeze...
And if someone else's words failed to catch me
I would let go and then she would let go
but our hands didn't quite reach
Until today - this moment
Here
She held part of my hand
(Just the outside half of the palm- pinkie side)
then spoke, before I could
You don't need to say anymore
Your eyes have asked a question
And my heart has given you the answer
for scribe who is special