When at first we met,
there was but thread
tied around our pinky fingers
Loose knots causing us to linger.

Then strands slowly braided.
So when we thought our love had faded,
there was a rope around our waists,
Anchoring us from drifting away.

Now every day we forge anew,
a link in the chain between me and you
secured by a lock wound our wrists
Stretching between cells of loneliness

One day, there will be a ribbon of the finest silk
tied in a bow wound our hearts.
Across millions of miles it may be taut
but never, never ripped apart

The sun awaits
just beyond the horizon.
Time gets scarcer
as it bathes us
in its glow.
And our bodies can only
afford to
crumble to dust.

All that we know,
what we knew,
will only be cast...
Imprisoned.
Within the tight confines
of expiring memory.

We must pave a way
to a secret place.
A route to safety...
One that we could share.
Somewhere only we know.

I'll go to this place
where no one can.
I'll wait and anticipate
your arrival at this place...
A place only we know.

Like lucid dreams entrapped
  within a circlet ornately adorned
   A sweetest love conceived
   but can't be borne
    Trailing feathers
     billowing light as rain
       Starkness in ink
       blot reckless in heavy stain
     Strings strung taut
   attempting to keep all in place
  Dream catcher sways
by the window, free and chaste