i have created a shadow
in the shape of your presence
for i feel the horizon calling you
so i have made myself a keepsake
formed of our blue-soul clay
that i will curl into my pulse
when your swirling currents
pull your tides into the distance
and expose our cracked-heart canyons
but know my mountain roots run deep
and i will be here when you return
my rivers pulsing their glacial blood
your name forever intoned
by the beating of my volcanic heart