Like the mountains’ majestic caress of the skies
whose vales are an unforeseen, but sacred and eternal, whisper,
I came so close to being so deep within you.
While down your cheeks the aches stormed,
but our touch weathered memories’ gales;
each moment pouring when our flesh was without distance.
I await the lifting of sunset’s blanket
once enshrouding the…the time it will happen –
our hands and souls no longer imprisoned by colorless experience.
When we will drown in the azures and indigos below,
flowing freely when the earth and sky,
mountains and we, are one embrace.
