Such a huge, beautiful sky
Now that the mountains have all
Called in sick.
Plains where valleys were,
Seas withdraw as if in retreat;
Defeated armies of
Timelessness. Wake of
Soil and stone. Such a
Huge, all embracing heaven
Not even looking down.
And now, enter her, as I make
Myself comfortable with
My new life of treatments and
A violently shortened lifespan;
The one I always loved from
Within the shadows.
Willing me to live.
Caring.
A sleeper angel deployed to
Hold the holder;
Double-wing-cover from
The snow. Old love unspoken.
The kind that makes hills run for
Themselves.
Steady and unquestionable;
Tectonic shifts between hearts
Running out of
Tic-tocs and bass lines.
Plains where valleys were. She
Fills craters with her presence
In the room.
Never my girl; always my girl.
Sleeper angel activated.
I see why the seas withdraw.
No wonder the mountains called
In sick.
She raises solar storms with her little finger;
Conducts atmospheric changes with
A sigh.
Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 8:40 PM UTC
Such a huge, beautiful sky
Now that the mountains have all
Called in sick.
Plains where valleys were,
Seas withdraw as if in retreat;
Defeated armies of
Timelessness. Wake of
Soil and stone. Such a
Huge, all embracing heaven
Not even looking down.
And now, enter her, as I make
Myself comfortable with
My new life of treatments and
A violently shortened lifespan;
The one I always loved from
Within the shadows.
Willing me to live.
Caring.
A sleeper angel deployed to
Hold the holder;
Double-wing-cover from
The snow. Old love unspoken.
The kind that makes hills run for
Themselves.
Steady and unquestionable;
Tectonic shifts between hearts
Running out of
Tic-tocs and bass lines.
Plains where valleys were. She
Fills craters with her presence
In the room.
Never my girl; always my girl.
Sleeper angel activated.
I see why the seas withdraw.
No wonder the mountains called
In sick.
She raises solar storms with her little finger;
Conducts atmospheric changes with
A sigh.
