Timeless

I have tried to write this before,

but the stillness has blanketed my soul.

So many minutes have passed since

I ran my fingers through your hair, felt your touch.

My sweetly painted mind, re-enacting the vision,

the dream of your face,

It has begun transforming itself into

a brilliant, distant embrace.

Glimmering light cloaks my insightful visions

as I spin them into existence.

I let them flow through me as I lay centered

in my own time, my own space.

I can still feel the weight of you, of our feelings,

heavy but true they remain...

Simmering within our bodies, floating freely

to the surface without vain.

When I go there now, every minute of the day,

I wander past the music that weaves the soundtrack

of our brief encounter.

Passionate lyrics of a love etched in time,

a love set free within me...

And still happiness plants itself in the pungent fields

of my memory.

I dream of you in distinct detail, capturing

every remaining thought.

As distant echoes of our connection lingers

in the shadows of this room.

No matter what, I am never close enough to

an understanding of you, of us,

Until I hear your voice, our eyes fixed

on that distant reminder, and we leap...

Into the wires of time, collecting every new thread,

knowing once again we will meet.