I would do anything to be
in this photo again.
A magnet to your side.
I would do anything to have your voice
be not in a speaker.
I would do anything, to drown
in this distance, and be
falling once again with you.
I would do anything to have your flesh
become my flesh, and your eyes mold into my eyes,
and your palms sink into my palms.
And your plans, become my plans.
My future, becoming your future.
I’m drowning in this distance.
Come drink up this distance.
I am aching in this distance.