Hazy Acres

Waking to it 

I see a friend coming in 

We hug 

Non verbally 

I am here 

Sitting with it 

Light smoke 

Its still in the air 

Silent around

I feel her hand on my arm 

Power 

Comforting

How a friend can be 

Its enough to stick to me 

Once I wake up 

Wondering 

Knowing I need my people 

Oceans apart 

Next door

Internally 

Sitting quietly down 

She came over 

Out of nowhere 

Where was I 

Hand on my arm 

Pushing enough power 

As a source 

Its been years 

My friend 

And its ok 

Vested either way 

As its spins 

With us inside 

Memories floating 

Particles like snow 

Breaking down the walls 

Together