At Last

By: Iliana Kingsley

a random message
a late night chat
a whispered give and take
hidden hello
averted gaze
a quick and nervous handshake

side by side
yet far away
the words all go unspoken
a rush of daring
a hand to clasp
before the spell is broken

alone at last
all barriers past
take no heed of warning
a touch, a breath
a soft caress
tender relief come morning

though far afield
always in touch
a thread to tie the soul
forevermore
the seeking done
two halves at last are whole