Loving you is no different
Than the way one might adore the moon
Sleepless within the early hours of the morning

Fully alone
Trapped in the elongated seconds just before the translucent, glimmering fingers of the sun extend over the mountainside
And dawn arrives
Shattering like broken glass across the horizon

I sit
Wrapped loosely in a wool coat on some balcony, somewhere
Shivering as the icy air freckles my arms with goosebumps
A gray gush of smoke rushes to escape from my lips
Yet lingers on my tongue
Like the inevitable current of a stream
Lapping at a sandy shore
Before flowing upward toward the fading stars

Cold and foggy
An empty stare settles upon my face
Fixating on the trains speeding by
One after the other
Never ceasing
Thundering, like my desperation for one last kiss
Before you disappear into the smoldering fire of a vast, rainbow sky.