ROMANCE Poem: Entanglement, by John Casey

Being infinitely close; the thought lingers.
You feel, and so I feel
the little things, the big things.
You sense me thinking.

I explore your joy from afar.
The silly joke you tell, laughing—it makes me laugh.
Bouncing excitedly and talking fast, you excite me.
I stick my finger in something tasty, and you taste it.

Our surface reflects what lies beneath.
At depth,
we revel together within
an irrelevance of distance.

When apart, we intertwine,
bound in a delicate, paradoxical dance.
No one fits to me like you, nor you to me.
We are never anything other than near.

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