Softness

White

Warmth

Pulsing

A flutter

Shadows

Swimming across the walls

Fresh snow melting on my tongue

Sunlight

Spilling out from behind the clouds

Wet greens

The up-swell as a wind gathers

To carry all we are

Away

Lightness

Fingers knotted

Skin

Familiar

Simple joys

Surf

Churning

A last

Breath

Held

There are memories still tucked within

Crackling at the seams

Pale blue sparks

Your eyes

A distance

Yet to

Travel

Spread wide

Against

A rushing

Current

Of

Fireflies

Out in

A

Darkened

Field

As the daylight

Crawls from your shoulders

With the hesitation

Of my lips

& there are so many things

I would rush to say

If all we had was this morning

For as long as the tides kept rolling in

& washing over our feet

Cold

With a start

First

Breath

Strength fading

With one last surge

To overcome

Wash the years from my face

Run your fingers

Among these hillsides dressed in a sea of autumn flowers

Wading through a conversation

Waiting

To hear the sound

Of your voice

Echo off these walls

With a shudder

We

Raise

These

Towers

& shed the worst of things

Which have kept us from moving

On

Excuses

Keeping us from saying

What it is

We need to say

I have

Remembered

The lines

Of your face

Buried inside

You

Is a

Hope

That will never

Fade

Away

Im so glad I cam back to this site after so long...this was really really good. I read it twice.

this was fucking brilliant

brill-i-ant

smile
sarah

bright blue dreams

shadows swimming
sunlight spilling
fingers knotted
simple joys

if all we had was this morning

it's 4am
i don't know why im still up?, but it was so nice to find you here...don't ever leave phil.