I sit and hear you

sigh

there is no line

that divides like yours

no storm no ocean no

river no state line no

railroad track no freeway

not even a mountain range

you picked a day to call me

back it might have been

the day after

you met me

and you still noticed

a wave of

happiness crush

over me when we meet

and I lap up your

conversation

a hungry dog finding

water in a desert

I have an

overwhelming sense of

how to relax

when you place your hand on mine