the crawl

by kholinar

Soft, pretty lips eclipsed by gazing eyes
sterling blue intense until
they’re washed away,
sinking deep into pools of distance
bending, fading in winds at altitude
darkening as city lights shine then grow small
swirling away to forgetfulness

but whispers and laughter attend my departure.
touches, embraces guide…
where vastness parades
and solitude unfolds wings,
longing and pain defy them.

Wounds in my sides run to her,
mystic lines cross underneath.
a circle traced around our future
vows and prayers alive inside.
an end begun awaits.