I do not wish to hear your voice,
I long to listen to your stories.
I do not wish to look into your eyes,
I long to see the world you live through them.
I do not wish to touch your body,
I long to feel your soul within.
I do not wish to know where you are,
I long to understand where you come from.
I do not wish to be,
I long that we are.
j.s