soulmates or not
doris j popovich
i close my eyes,
seduced by magical thinking
and tactile daydreams
of your soft skin.
i know this may be cheating, but
for a split season i roam
to the alternate service area
of my tiny genius.
your specter is there,
as is mine
calling to me
expansive warm and blue.
soulmates or not, truth is
each breath takes us the
distance of the universe
from each other.