He hears

no

sound

speaks

no

words

feels

touch

music

weight

passion

he

sees

me

reflecting

him

he

smells

odors

at night

and

aromas

at day

his

hands

speak

his

eyes

they

listen

We

are

all

but

puzzles

each

missing

pieces

rather

than

searching

our

own

house

for

those

parts

we

take

pieces

from

others

forcing

them

to

fit

and

while

they

may

fit

the

image

you

are

will

never

be

the

image

you

were

meant

to

be.

Your

words

came today

across the

divide

I

didn’t

hear

them

instead

I

felt them

for you were

speaking

to

my

heart

Once

we

were a

sphere

infinite

robust

seamless

perfect

now

we are

boxes

finite

thin

cordoned

precise

when

we’re young

we

are

everything

now old

we

are

some things

Voices

from

distant

planets

orbs

in

a

littered

diamond

night

calling

me

awakened

from

dreams

I

echoed

your

call

Love

me

baby

just

love

baby