I
I got a tingly feeling
And floated to the ceiling
When the message came back
I had waited for years
Cycling through my fears
They vanished in a second
II
Your arms were like leather
I’m a pillow of feathers
Bobbing and flopping to sleep
I never touched the ground
Or even heard a sound
But my neck was warm and fuzzy
III
Pauses between what I said
As far apart as our heads
Objects closer than they appear
Eyeball glued to the mirror
She’s far enough to see her
Stubborn cheeks sore from sitting