Luminescence

You knew you were going to die

That’s why you came inside. 

We have more in common than you know.

You’re addicted to the light.

I hide in shadows.

 

I lay on the floor and wonder what you’re thinking.

The loudness of trying to understand a self, or another.

The silence of feelings that tear me open. 

 

Your wings leave dust on the walls. 

Proof of life. 

You existed for a brief time.

I was just here longer.

 

Endings are what make us whole.

When we come full circle, is it a moment of peace?

 

I know you were only here because you were trying to get back home. 

I read moths are confused by artificial light, they think it’s the moon leading them.

 

I wonder if I was the light you were seeing.

Something in myself, I can’t see.

 

I find you laying down in the morning. 

I turn on the light one last time.

Hoping part of you can see. 

Still see me.

Different Worlds...

You seem far away, like the light doesn't reach you.
Like we're from different worlds.
Everything feels like a dream, but when I get to the end, it just restarts. A book I can't ever finish, a maze with no way out.
So I sit by the lake and wonder a million different ways to reach you.
Though I can't even think of one.

That Night...

I feel your soul rest around me, 

a notion of safety that is so real I can feel its warmth against my skin. 

My hollow chest fills with air, your life next to mine.

A dream of calm.

My heart flutters, that night so real I can see the moon's light kissing your shoulder, now. 

A look that lingered for a life time. 

I know, I knew you.
We only met, but we were forever. 

Day Light...

There's a fold of darkness that hides in the groove. 
When we wake its slight, but as the light gets less, 
we wonder, down a path that is not our own.
Into the darkness.
Trying to find something, a break in the day where we can rest. 
Where our soul stops seeking and it can be still. 
Where we can lay with ourselves and wonder, 
about all the beauty that makes us up and all the reasons we are good enough. 

As one...

You flow together like a river.
Consuming.
All assuming.
Very little time from breath.

The warmth and depth.
The light.
Hope, even when alone.
Nothing will hurt again. 

The Known...

A feeling of calm.
Your breath rests on my chest, over my heart.
In the night, we are one.
Dark settles around us, making the sound of silence.
To my mind it is Peace.
And from a distance I can still see the details,
of your life from the surface,
and outside myself, we are a painting,
of all that is beautiful about the World. 

Dreams of Waiting...

There on the edge of light, 
we meet.
The World turned around, 
your face still familiar.
We make a break, in my imagined world.
And never turn around.