Beautiful, Pure, Unexpected, Deeply Missed

I still get shivers when I think of him
When I think of how he held me
And that highway of light that flowed
           Easily
             Through his touch.

No one expects to find connections like these while traveling.
In fact they are an inconvenience.
They counter the essence
Of endlessly exploring
    The external world.

They make you want to throw in the towel,
Stop the mighty tide of moving from place to place
And just
         be still
for once.
     Be still and
waste
   an entire Sunday
       in bed
wrapped
     like vines
        through the bed sheets
   breathing
together.

But I’ve still got my towel.
And now I’m a world away
                Thinking
Of his touch
    Of That highway of light
         Pulsating
    Sweet waves
Our frequencies a resounding resonance
For one
       Brief
         Moment
I won’t ever forget.