This is a poem about intimacy. Can we achieve the same, better or different intimacy when we connect digitally? If we are to replace physical connection with digital connection, something vital will be lost unless we value what we have when we physically together.
This poem evokes two people in the same physical space, waking up together, in each others’ arms…
Each morning they awaken,
Together in their separate worlds,
Their love, a warm sun, in a shared solar system.
As fingers curl into each other,
It is just like the olden days,
When the Moon was part of the Earth.
Floating free, the mutual pull of their gravities
Is both teasing and remakes the gorgeous selfness
Of being together and apart, at the same time.
Even as you hold me, I know you hold me only in trust;
I have never said I am yours, because we are ours.
There are twenty toes on this four-legged beast called Love.