DC (April 28,1972 / Staten Island, NY)

Our Minds Have Touched

Wind caressing
Love surrounds me.
Comforting,
As your words.
I cannot see you,
You are with me.
Cannot feel you,
Our minds have touched.

The warm sun is shining
Fills me with light
Energy to face a new day.

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