I see you everywhere.
But instead of faces in the crowd,
It’s worry in my brow,
In every hollow laugh,
In questions of why and how,
In responses of no but now.

I feel you in every reality.
While sleeping or barely coping.
When drowning but keep on joking.
Any time I feel like moping.
When my hands are bound from hoping.
The hundred sighs my mouth keep moaning.

My subconscious won’t let you slide.
And so I find you in every rhyme.
To an email I sent some guy.
It doesn’t matter who does reply.
I pretend it’s you every time.

My mind is in an endless dream,
And we’re together in an alternate galaxy.
And so if in that one it can repeat,
And every fiber of me too agrees.
We may be separate but I feel complete,
And when I talk to you I feel release.

© Delia Ross. 2019

Published by PoeEternal

I'm gone. Maybe it's like I never existed at all.

6 thoughts on “Togetherness

  1. The thing is, I feel it. And I’ve never known love like this and I imagine it must be scary for the other person because it’s scary for me. But alas, this love has opened doors of longing and in them I see him. (Thank you, I always worry I am a shity writer).


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