Proximity

We joined the dots
                from A to B,
                the line we drew
                from you to me,
                traced empty shores
                across the sea,
                over mountain top,
                past forest tree,
                along the roads
                and walking tracks,
                all bridges burned,
                no looking back,
                for the love we have
                no gate can stop,
                no barking dog
                or bolted lock,
                for what is real
                is meant to be,
                when two hearts
                beat-
                in proximity.

                                -Michael Faudet

Love,
Kelly, Karen, Joey and All of Your Family