A Fingertip Away

It’s been thirty years
More or less
Away from what was
But never distant.
Can’t help but wonder
What would have been
Could it have been.
Only time has past
And all which we have succumbed to
Dreamily in our thoughts
Of oh, how luscious
If we could only return
To the youth of our love
Equipped with the lifetime knowledge
We have since possessed.
You call to say “hello”
Are you a lover or a friend
Dragging through these epic times
All the while waiting to return.