Skies, Skype, you and I


Too much



If a sigh is a sign of relief
then I shall be cured and well
but I ache
for every sigh that I make
seeing you in front of me
miles and miles
away

So I sigh at the feel
of your vibrations
mounting on the screen
touching every atom that is me;
but what if I could touch you
not just see
but what a sight to see
you are indeed


Heaven is as far away from me
as you are
still I know that's where I'm going




Poetry by Ivan R
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Written on 2015-01-16 at 01:17

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This is a truly beautiful poem, Ivan. It makes me sigh just to read it too. It's difficult to love from a distance. *
2015-01-16



The subtle word play (sigh/sign) plus all the references to seeing and sight make this a very good read. It's sometimes disconcerting, if not discouraging, when you can see and hear someone you care about on a blinking screen, but the other senses, taste, smell, and especially touch are missing.

Enjoyed very much.
2015-01-16