Delicious Ambiguity

We cannot see each other but 

In your eyes I am beautiful.

We cannot feel each other but

I live in your heart.

We are so far away but

You are always close to me.

We cannot know each other but 

You make me smile.

We cannot hear each other but

You make me laugh.

We cannot touch each other but

I sense you holding me.

All of our senses so acutely stimulated

By each other and yet we are alone.

We cannot make love and yet

We have orgasms together.

A large part of me is cerebral

Living a life of intellectual gymnastics

But living in my head with you 

Is entirely and impossibly sensual.

It touches my heart – delicious ambiguity.