Remember when you told me
we were the same inside?

But that I couldn't believe
something too good to be true?

That's when I knew
you could really see me.

You could see the path
as if you'd walked it yourself.

I can feel you like a pull
to the center of the earth.

That is where we
keep ourselves safe.

Because the soul
knows no distance.

And in my reverie,
I meet you down there.

- S. H. Violet