We ended up beside one another in line,
myself,
&& the sweetheart with the dream eyes.
The girl whose gaze reached,
where dreams dwell.
From one heart-string to another,
whose heart beat lightly,
the pulse of my own,
mirrored by a distant light,
reflecting in our languished eyes.
Alive.
Our intimate, imitant crystal gaze,
resounded all of the opulences.
Golden light pouring through pristine pools,
Pure laughter && aqueous, bubbling love.
A single dream,
just one lumen,
fixed about a sole stroke of mortal contour--
A love.
Tracing delicate differences,
illuminating a limitless furrow.
"So where are ya from?"
not her name,
nor her time.
Her answer:
the tears streaming down my face.
"From where the animals run the furthest."
my heart stumbled outwards,
my hand, apprehensive,
yet absolute,
reached her right,
Lovingly,
inclusively,
she then grasped it,
with both her heart-strings.
"Tell them on your way back,"
Smiling,
knowing deep within her contention,
"I can't live without it."
Dec 30, 2015
Dec 30, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
We ended up beside one another in line,
myself,
&& the sweetheart with the dream eyes.
The girl whose gaze reached,
where dreams dwell.
From one heart-string to another,
whose heart beat lightly,
the pulse of my own,
mirrored by a distant light,
reflecting in our languished eyes.
Alive.
Our intimate, imitant crystal gaze,
resounded all of the opulences.
Golden light pouring through pristine pools,
Pure laughter && aqueous, bubbling love.
A single dream,
just one lumen,
fixed about a sole stroke of mortal contour--
A love.
Tracing delicate differences,
illuminating a limitless furrow.
"So where are ya from?"
not her name,
nor her time.
Her answer:
the tears streaming down my face.
"From where the animals run the furthest."
my heart stumbled outwards,
my hand, apprehensive,
yet absolute,
reached her right,
Lovingly,
inclusively,
she then grasped it,
with both her heart-strings.
"Tell them on your way back,"
Smiling,
knowing deep within her contention,
"I can't live without it."
