Connection

 All I want to do is get back to you.

I can’t remember who you were, or

how it was, or if I was even there.

Just a memory of a strange perfume 

I kept looking for, over and over in

each of my beautiful lovers, which 

was there. Electrochemical inception

of karma gene synapses awakening

the quantum matrix to realization, to

put it mildly, or, 

your words here.