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My lips ache to touch your skin. I get goosebumps as I think of our next meeting. How close you seem. For once, we never really seem apart. This world we live in helps us stay connected. You are by my side, I can feel the warmth of your embrace. In my mind, I hold you close. Yet my corporal soul stays here, without you. But this is only a temporary state. I will return to you as readily as you to me. And my wistful fantasies become reality once more. A magical time where a few strangers peek inside to learn of the magic spells we weave. So easy and natural. It is almost as if time has asked us to stay together - that chaos that broke us was really the gods pulling their ends of our heartstrings to draw us together. And now I think I'm wrapped into your mind as easily as you have become ensnared into mine. All I can see is you. Your smile. Your warmth. Hope and Trust. I thought they had deserted me when my heart broke. I picked up the pieces, put it in a jar, and hid the jar. But my heart was always beating in its broken former glory. And I bet, if I look for it now, I will see the pieces mending. Perhaps a sprite decided it was time to mend the pain. But still I am not all put together yet. And I doubt if you are too. Perhaps....can I be your sprite? I am good a fixing. At tinkering delights. And before long you too will be as good as new. Who knows? Perhaps even a little better?