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Displaced soulmates

Tethered

Img_20150723_171129by M. E. Roland03 Dec 2014

Familiar souls staring out
through frosty windows
that face each other;
aching from the inside
out.
Longing to make the leap,
but the tethers never break.
So they exist, only inches apart.
To see...to watch and listen.
To feel that kindred warmth
disembodied between them,
radiating.
But they never touch.
Dimensional bliss is
someone elses twisted
dream.