Lit eZine Vol 5 | p-10 | POETRY | Until Morning

You met me 
That one day
And told me everything 

It was as if 
A bluebird was trapped 
On the inside 
Of a small and crowded shop
You kept flying 
Into the ceiling 
Over, and over, and over again 

I was laughing 
And twirling around 
I wanted to hold the door open 
For you 
Instead, I drew the blinds 
And bathed you 
In the afternoon shade

Listening to your songs 

I can recall that moment 
You screamed 
Forever!
And jumped up and down 
In your wet linen shirt 

I have just come to realize 
That forever is two words 
And ever is a very long time 

It is long enough 
To keep me running 
As the days chase me 
Catching me 
And throwing me, harshly 
Back into my life 

My life, this dream 
In which I am 
But a subtle visitor 

I take your arm 
And walk 
Down its vast hallways 

Sometimes, when I wake 
I am wet, and forgotten 
But I love you 
And I miss your name 

I see you 
Anchored to the saddened buoy 
There is no chain 
And you drift with the tide 
You guide us 
Through the wide channel 
Birthing us 

And as before, I love you 

 White clouds form 
The shape of hands 
And they help us 
Squeeze tightly 

Only to become, more comfortable 

You run through the sand 
In your bare feet
I have never seen such quickness 

A departure 
Into the oranges and the yellows 

I am all that is left 
And you have taken with you 
The world 

But I dream 

It is the never to be 
And what never was

It is for ever.