I remember the first time my lips had spoken your name.
The taste of the air was sickly sweet,
And the sound of my voice startled me.
If you could walk with me, would you?
Your feet are frozen in place
And mine are running fast through footprints left behind by others
With a more erratic gait than mine
Through the trees,
Towards the sea.
I can’t go on further…
My lungs are burning
And I can no longer see
What waits beyond the trees for me,
I see you watching there
-I see you!-
Silently, like a specter.
And the sea, once glorious
Now sits still and gray,
Too cold to dip toes.
The lights were out in the city.
You came to me, like a dream,
In through the darkness.
Here we sat in stillness and silence.
My lanterns burned, pulsing,
Like my heart.
I remembered when we walked through the woods
And you kissed my collarbone in the sun.
It was only October.
I wondered how I could make it through the winter’s grip
With such a desire to kiss your face
In the green grass?
How would I kiss you only in the cold,
No longer in a hammock under a blossoming tree?
There are times where I worry about your beautiful mind
And the ties that bind you,
Though you are a miracle.
In the darkness I could feel your fears
As If they were my own.
As If I were born with them.
How I wished I could ease them.
-And I still do.
One of these days, I always said.
And one of these days I will.