Space and Distance | Sabrina Santa Clara

You are the high tide
and low tide
I am undulating in the fullness of you.

But then,
there is only air and you
at a distance.
I

see you
But,

you are untouchable
too far by far –
even my feet are dry now.

There is a difference
between space and distance.
and a vastness that craves
more than subsistence.

I cannot find continuity
from here
to there.
Here you seek, you reach
I seek, I reach
together there is an ocean of We
Legs and lips entwined like a sublime
dance in fluid water.

But there,
way over there
I reach across the divide…

My hands come back empty.
I call out and
there is only echo.

I strap the reach around me
tight like a blanket
sit the sand
waiting to see if the tide comes in again.

I wait the discomfort of
Feeling the difference
between space and distance.
I’m feeling the difference
between space and distance
and a flat response to my
gentle persistence.

There is an ocean of loving in me
Hungry to live itself.
There is a vastness of sensuality in me
Hungry to live itself.

But there you are
so far, so far.

I root myself down
deeper into the ground
Dive back home in the subterranean river.
and
Undulate the flow
back to the home of my ocean
where I find infinite space
and no distance.

There is a space,
an infinite space,
where there is no resistance
where there is nothing to outdistance.

There is no far shore
no reaching, no echo,
when I am home
In this sensual flow
that is mine to absorb
with our without you