sweetly slowly sadly she smiles looking straight through me
and I reach out to touch her but the world turns between us
time roars through the hallways,
carrying whispers of the voice of reasons death
the Birds still sing and the sun still shines anyway.
but the moon drags heavy in the shadow of gravities mistakes
longing for loneliness
the onlyness
that marks true love obsolete
dark matter drifting, deep asleep, through intimate space
letting her hair down with shaking hands that know too well how feeling means
as we must know the salt of the earth
then please
let me breathe the sea.
image : Matt Wisniewki
Your words, and you, are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteeternal as the depths of our hearts
ReplyDeletesmoothe as the end of a hunger
even as the last and only question
innocent as the forgotten laughter
between a tear's deep shadow
and the sweet light of passing time