
I was never meant
To see you, YET
Nor you, I
Restful sleep
Heals
Us both
From whatever
It is we’ve seen,
Faced,
Confronted
In this,
And Lifetimes before.
Waxing poetic on thoughts, theory & the times
I was never meant
To see you, YET
Nor you, I
Restful sleep
Heals
Us both
From whatever
It is we’ve seen,
Faced,
Confronted
In this,
And Lifetimes before.
I am not sure
What it was
The moon and stars,
Ocean waves,
All coaxing me back to you,
Back to you,
Like tides that ease,
And lick the sandy shore,
But surely as they recede,
They’re back again,
In lunar pulls,
That shape the coasts,
This cosmic dance,
We gravitate towards,
We live for,
This is us,
From stardust,
and stardust still,
we are radiant beings,
inertia of departure reminding us,
we are pulled
we are driven,
we are one
despite distance,
despite separation,
despite,
in spite of,
together.
How
We made love,
I can’t get out the thought,
The feeling out of my core,
I am drugged by the memory,
Of your body so deep,
Our breaths hushed whispers,
In each other’s ears,
I close my eyes alone,
And still cannot sleep,
My want of you
From afar,
Makes for a maddening insomnia,
Alas,
I have the intimate recollection,
Of your fingers on my skin,
And sleep becomes irrelevant,
For the dream
I’m already in
The moon
It tells me I’m not seeing
The whole picture,
Cloaked in shadow,
My fears and uncertainty may be for naught,
I am in the dark without your words,
Without you star,
So I step carefully,
Guided only by the moonlight.
In this apocalypse
I dream of you,
In daylight hours,
To get me through,
But a memory,
Yet long sustained,
Your touch,
Your taste,
I still maintain
I miss the stars,
My star,
That I relied on nightly,
How time and circumstance
Has made me neglect your rays,
When it is your light
That sustains me through my days