Vaulted memories of hot asfault and a million stars surface
Gathering in little many moons ago puddles
Reflecting back into my haunted eyes what might have been
Where are we off to now?
Seems as though we are always on the run
I fOllow but never can catch up
Always just out of reach
In letters and prose you still exist
Laugh lines etched into a photographic brain cell
Easier to hide than you think
Then again mine never quite reached my eyes
Yours could never stay at bay
We are if anything constant and eternal
Gravitating, orbiting in the same system yet following separate paths
Dust swirling in the after math of a super nova
Wild and untamed futures written in the stars