Distance, is this air around me that is vacant of you.
Your heart, so far from mine, though I can hear it’s music.
Patience, is the belief that time without you is bearable.
Seconds slowly scrape along the line I drew to wake.
Nothing matches this ache.

of opening eyes to mornings, without your laughter.
Closing them is redundant,
it does not permit me back, to revisit the dream I had left you in.
Eyes instead reluctantly greet the sunrise,
whilst yours are still dancing, flickering, in the gift sleep brings.
I wonder if your searching for me.

Impatient hands long to pull you prematurely out of slumber. Reaching across this border in vain, restless mind teasing me,
as it thinks of holding you, kissing you, here. now.
Dare I soften the white peaks of the mountains that part us?
I mustn’t, thinks the patient witness of time I’ll wait for you on the other side my dear...join me, soon, I wait eagerly.

Finding you, has been a gift.
As the journeys past falls behind.
Time was but a mear suggestion.
Endings start with you...

why do i stop?
why do i look away?
to the wall, to the lamp,
to anything, to refocus, to look.
to not roll back my eyes into dreams with you.
why?
why not let myself lose my mind?
yet?
just yet.
no matter how much i want to fall and forget,
forget myself and how i stand,
or even once had stood,
to let knees bend back and forget their place.
just so,
the way they wish,
the way they should.
why do i stop?
why do i wait?
why?
no doubt in my mind, do not mistake me.
nothing of this is an apprehensive state,
see.
i do not wish to hesitate,
but my past precipitates, integrates and forces me to be sure,
to hold you an inch apart.
wanting more.
i’m so close to drowning,
all i have to do is breath and i’ll be lost in you.
i want more.
an inch away from you,
just and inch,
right now,
needing this,
today an inch,
forever i could miss.

We run stiffly,
in tailored suits.
Shiny, but firm,
leather boots.
Never again?
to be free and loose with our feet?
like we did when we were kids?
We run as much as our capacity and tolerance allow..
Swiftly,
but straight.
with restraint .
As to not shake, at our dignity