Minds I

Wind whispering through your trees
The echoes of your mountains

Trembling
In this moment
Right here
Left alone

Your palms against mine
Closing in but closing off

Would you know
How it feels
Inside this body
Will it show through me at all

The close-less-ness of closer
Is as close as i can see

Broken pixels, broken up
Into thousands of dimensions
I think of light bending around objects through infinities and infinities

Swaying
In this moment
Right here
Left alone

Would you come for me
As i would for you
Will you take me in
If i stand before you

Would you know
How it feels
Inside this body

Will it show through me at all
Do you know?
The close-less-ness of closer
Do you know?
Broken pixels, broken up