A Connection

All I can tell you is what I know.
Our lives invade one another
then quickly part to move on.

It is not often that I
stop to feel the warmth of your skin
or
linger to listen to the pounding of your heart.

But when I do,
I look into you and I am startled
to see my reflection

in your eyes.

So

I ask you,
and
you show me
your life,
images that hang on the walls of your memory.

You wonder,
so
I read to you
my story,
words that softly tumble off my breathless voice.

Then

we search through the dark,
reaching out
for anything which binds our lives together,

until we are able
to find
a connection.

A path for us to follow hand-in-hand
that leads to the truths in the howling wind

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