Friendship across the sea

I am kept in the dark and am clueless
on what’s on her mind.
Life shared for a time,
then forked roads separate our paths,
only shadows of a past
remain engraved in my mind.
Material life is like a bubble or
is it the framing of time and space shared
that simply dissolves except in our heads
until the brain cells themselves disintegrate.
What makes me anxious is her absence,
her utter silence in cyberspace
while my chattering mind induces
my imagination of her materialisation
one Friday morning...that she will
descend from the air, knock on my door
with the broadest smile on her face!

Dorborah Ruiz Wall