Each Night, Our Element

Somewhere out in the breeze, I know you breathe.
You breathe just for me.
Within my space, I await your trace.
Your trace that I can taste.

Somewhere in your eyes, I long for the design.
The design that keeps me enchanted every time.
Within my mind, I find our souls intertwined.
Souls interwined to a love so aligned.

Somewhere in your heart, I fell in love with its rhythm.
Its rhythm that keeps me cool during the cold, loved during the loneliness.
Within my rhyme, I realize you are what my love lacked every time.
Every time I wrote myself into a love that was never nearly as divine.

Somewhere in our embrace, I found a boy that is entirely impossible to replace.

story starter

I know a boy who was not designed to grow up. But time took over and he did.
I know a man who was born as an elder. He was just trapped in the body of a toddler until he matured and finally his mind matched his body.
I know a teenager that will never leave the state of mind she occupies now. She never had the mind of a child and it can never develop into that of an adult. Her name is Lacy and that is her specialty: lacing herself into the person that fits for any situation, any time, any person.



obviously this is not done.

i lost her today.

and he lost her yesterday.
the other ones,
well they were never really connected to her anyway.

should either of us wait for you?
because our thoughts still think of you.
But our hearts were taught that
abandonment walks hand in hand with commitment:
Are you commited to your abandonment
or is your abandonment because of your commitment?

she thinks if she never says good-bye
no one will ever cry.
But tears don't form on the outside,
so peacefully in the place you once were,
they reside.

she thought if she never saw their face
the love that had grown
would never keep up its race.
But its been running a marathon pace,
exausted, around the void you created,
its waiting.

if i believe you will be back one day,
will i still even know you?
if he believes you will be back one day,
can he be sure you won't hand him again to rue?

Hopefully the one who is with you now
holds you harder than we held you.
Or else you may just vanish from us all.