Can you feel what I’m saying?
Can you see what I’m touching?
Can you taste what I’m hearing?
Well I can’t.
Maybe because I’m here.
Or is it because I’m not here.
I really don’t know.
Visions of nothingness drift through my subconscious.
My dream world could be your reality.
I like this flow of consciousness. Your words are very palatable. Fia xoxo
Thanks Fia. Always!!!
You’re definitely here … how else could your moving words reach others so clearly 😉
Beautiful poem, K!
Thank you Hana. I appreciate the feedback.