Conversation Piece

I speak to you: You echo: return, replenish; Ground that is so gained, so reclaimed makes the gulf between us the merest breath of air. I hear you: You spoke: discovered, dispelled; walked the high tide's narrow mark, brought doubt to break on rocks, shining with salt spray. You touch me: I, fulfilled, freed by childhood's gentle candour, an essence drop by drop, will remember tomorrow.