By Cody Cook Copyright ©2025 I am hers across any span of time, Her will carried in every breath of air Along invisible currents Even when she is silent I belong to her.   Minutes stretch to hours, I watch for her words like a prayer, The most exquisite of anguish, Needing something only she can give.   When light shapes her command, Distance and time collapse Her power flows across any frequency Pixels arranged into the shape of her will Words that leave my body begging.   I