Jeanne in iMovie by Jeanne
while you play on iPad
I reach across the table
to touch your arm
for you are lost in the iPad screen again.
your head lowered to the partner
who blinks and flashes alerts
while I wait in vain
for eye to eye contact
the kind that shows my soul
it sings your song
beats your rhythm
cherishes your words
knows your thoughts
warms at your touch
but you are apart in
autism
poking the iPad
cruising the lane
electric data
going in and out…
I’ll wait for the data
you want to share
when you want
how you want
likely with lavender!
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 