Let's touch base

I need to touch base with you.
Yes,
I know we are tethered;
I know that as the waters and tides roll,
we will regularly find ourselves
nose to nose,
breast to chest;
my free-floating anxiety
to your grounded logic.

And yes, there are days
when I long to cut the cord completely.
But today is not one of those days,
and I long to slide into home port.
You know my number:
won't you give me a call?




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