you come and go in flashes of raw and sacred light like heat lightning a mile and one half downstream from my not-so-secret hide-out amongst the limping cedars and smouldering sage
and i? i am the thunder
tap-dancing my way through the ill-reviewed chapters of your life the same way that your nothern lights glow through every lifetime of mine
i found you, once and i'm miserable at letting go
for, oh you move so slow yet you're somehow far too hot to trail like a commet lusting after its own tail lacing our solar system with the whimsy of wishes to throw in the air or the well or at the man in the sky who promises to keep us from hell
it's just so bizzare how i find your missing heartbeat in every stray that mine picks up and the way that you're stitched to my sole like my shadow's lone companion