THE SOUND OF US

THE SOUND OF US

Before the words I miss you

ever reach my lips,

you are already there,

echoing,

resonating,

alive inside me.

I feel you

like a frequency only my soul can hear,

a quiet trembling

that distance cannot mute.

Miles may stand between us,

but they have never stood a chance.

This connection

whatever name it carries

lives beyond reach,

beyond absence,