Is this Love

I can feel you, I can hear you, I can see and touch and taste you even though you're miles from me right now.

If we are made by the memories we keep then : I am in love with you.... Still

because I can still feel the press of our bodies and the lemon and oleander scent of you with your back to the refigerator, your breath on my cheek and my hands in comfortable places.....

What is this thing?... this comfort,..... this stability and strength, .... this clarity, ..... hope, & desire?

I do not doubt it is that elusive and fragile thing called love.

We have been and gone so many places, changed our shapes and continue to match each other, burn each other, the electricity between us almost visible, a tangible thing.

The water rolls clear and deep, a rushing shush and a subterranean roar, constant and far to travel.