I always thought that I had lost you
but I can feel you holding me,
now,
always,
forever.

If I had only looked
just slightly around the edges,
maybe then I would have seen
your perfect eyes adoring me.

Maybe I would finally have felt
your perfect lips brush over mine
if only I had just observed
the feelings in my face.

Maybe I would have seen yours,
communed with you in dream,
but maybe the universe would have ended
if we both knew who we were.

I may never find you again
but even if I never do
I can feel you holding me
if I merely pay attention...