Physics

I stare in wonder at a web page,

created by a friend from so long ago

it seems almost a dream now,

but I will never forget his long, soft brown hair

hanging to his belt-line

like a tempting veil, waiting to be touched.

Now, so many years later,

he is across the world

living his dream

and here I am waiting

for someone I can feel to come

and sit right in front of me,

someone I can call a friend

and more, a lover, a gift.

This time I will not let him go;

this time I will reach out

and tell him to turn around

and see me, for who I am.

I am now more than I ever was,

although I feel empty

without a partner who will share my dreams.