SILENT TOUCH

Where is the brightness I see in his eyes?
The strength of that shining soul?
The vibrancy of the quicksilver mind?
Share it with me, t'hy'la

I reach out and place my hand at his temple
Like so many times before -
And meet blindness of mind.
No more do I find in this beloved shell
Than in any other

All that I have fondest wished for.
All that I have secretly yearned after
It is not there
I cannot touch it
Meet me half-way, Jim

A superficial touch.
Is that all we will ever have?

My hand slips from his face
But he stops my movement
The bottomless pain in his eyes
Is tearing me apart

Can you not hear me?
He says
Can you not feel me?
My love for you burns bright
and I want to feel you inside my mind

My heart cries out at the injustice
For all I can find are the ashes
of the fire in his eyes.

He is Human
I am Vulcan
Are we incompatible?
Will my telepathy condemn us
and force us apart?

Never touching
Always parted
Cold and alone

His hand on mine is trying to stop me
But I pull free and rise to my feet.
Leaving him there at the bed we just shared
Is our touch forever limited to the physical?

The brightness of his mind is something I crave
Something I need to feel whole
And yet, I cannot reach it
Am I inadequate
or is he?

I clench my fists at my sides
I close my eyes around the pain
Forcing back tears of despair

I feel his warmth behind me
I lean into his embrace
Love washing over me

I wonder.
Will it always be like this?
I am Vulcan
I need your touch,
Your mind
and your love

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