Distances fade,
a feeling
as if I touched
the limitless remains.
Quivering fingersthey merge in me
as I in you.
The hues of blue
disappear in each other,
when the sky re-emerges,
getting wet by the fresh rain.
My feet soaked
embedded in sand
leave impressions
strong enough
wiping off the tidal waves
that strike
the climax within.
Sand slips away
under my feet.
A Stillness moves inside me.
Duality will remain
I know,
separating me from you,
yet a dream is instilled,
I pulsate
yearn--
to be fecundated
by the distant you.
© Meena Chopra
(From collection"Ignited Lines". This poem had received Honourable Mention from Mississiauga Library System.)