loyalty

We are the same afraid.
Branches cutting through our clear vision of one another.
Making us find the other
unrelated.

But it is not so,

as we have shared
skin
   and
song
   and
breath,

apparitions we can't hold,
but long to.

When our hands
dare
to touch again,
to summon hope
and slay
the distance,
the retraction is quicker.
Connection banished
and
poisoned forever by
photographs
of that
One electric shock.