Dreams of mathematical theorems
In the moon of your mind
As the circumference of the sun
Trickles into the periphery
Of the sunrise that colours your drifting thoughts
Caught in the virtual pieces of my presence
Before your revived spirit
Returns to its animate enclosure
Sitting up to open oval eyes
Finding the light on your bedside
Before you open the blinds
Blinded by the words that cross
Across the radius of your blurry vision
Stuck in the haze of sleep
And a seemingly unending dream
That has found its way back
Into your sunset thoughts
After years of lost travel in a foreign land
On which you have yet to stand
Where childhood has grown
Into burning orange reflected across shared oceans
Of distance and suffering
That resonates in both languages
Complete in their broken grammar
As they seal wounds left to fester
At last, ending the earthquakes
That used to pain your chest
When the separated plates of your heart
Moved against each other in remembrance
Now crafted into reality
You see as you awake
And think about until you send yourself
Back into your temporary death
Hoping the face on the other end
Doesn't decide to disappear again.