By Eleanor Freeman
This is how we found each other: through the satellites above. We quickly fell in love.
We now share a life together—two hundred miles apart. Our bodies yearn to meet.
Then they do, and I remember… A soul encased in a shell my heart doesn’t recognise, yet love and devotion oozes from his every pore. He holds me tighter than I have ever been held. Closing my eyes, I see it’s still him.
My body mirrors his, to conceal my troubled thoughts.
We later say goodbye once more. I head north while he returns south.
I am in love again…
Ah, those brief love affairs in the Age of the Cell Phone! Neat little story; I liked it.
Thanks so much Bobby 🙂