Time and distance are measured in units of You,
Where distance is marked by my proximity to your touch
while we each live on the wrong side of state lines; and
time is marked by the bittersweet scent of freshly brewed coffee
that reminds me that only minutes before we were detangling ourselves
from the arms, legs, and mouths that had morphed into one during the night.
“Time and Distance” by Azul Serena