Day 122: Drawing Near

Suddenly, today,
I don’t miss you, anymore.

There is no itch in my finger tips.
There is no ache under my skin.
There is no prayer pressed ‘tween my lips
because I feel you
close to me;
I hear you coming in.

There is no wonder
at where you may be;
I hear your voice –
your confident breath  –
from the inside
out
of
me.

 

How could I miss
what has drawn near?

How could I not dance to your tune?

Have you had me all this time?

Were you always in this room?

Hello.
Hello again.
It’s been a long time,
but I’ve been made to know you.
Hello.

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