Are You There ?

I'm looking at you...But are you there?
The essence of which I see...feel...taste...hear...
Are you there?
Or are you an astral projection of what I'd like you to be,
Just because my feelings exist.
Are you there? Can you hear?
Pause. for one minuscule second, just to reckon,
Or rather, recognize...
The true...bonafide..depth of our lives.
Entwined within one another forever,
Till death, or until the ties are unanimously severed.
Remember....when I asked....
Are you there?
Can you feel my heart?
Beating in tune with yours,
Ever...
So...
Softly.
Come, closer, closer, I need you...
Closer.
Far off in the distance, no use to one like me...
When I need you...
Closer.
Are you there, on the other line,
Soaking in the sweet nothings that mean something,
Because something....something,
It just HAS to be something....About you.
Coming to the conclusion that I cannot,
Under any circumstance,
Spend another day without you.
So, tell me....are you...
There?
My sweet, my precious,
My jewel.
Shine, shimmer, glitter, glow,
Glimmer.
All words that cannot come CLOSE,
To the truest cognizant description,
Of who you truly are.
Mentally, physically, spiritually,
We are bonded.
Like chemicals that are no longer their own,
But a compounded substance,
Our ties not yet at their strongest.
I'm dreaming and dreaming,
Your face is recurrent.
I'm swimming and swimming,
To keep up with this current,
But currently, suddenly,
I'm back to the board,
To draw...
But the lines make up....You.
Yes, again, over, again, over.
I try not to, but it happens regardless.
I think I'll sue cupid. I'm love-retarded.
But in all my emotional retardation,
Three words I can hear...
I can see, feel, and touch you...
But...
Are...
You...
There...?