“We were together. I forget the rest.”~ Walt Whitman
That’s all we are.
For I fear I see not far
Just in the minutes of how we are.
Infinity is a symbol
A figure eight;
I drown knowing that life isn’t all fate.
For I count the seconds, the minutes,
The hours it took to learn your face
The days the light hit you skin
The nights you closed your lids
And life faded in.
Like a framed picture
Shattered into bits
Constellations of stars.
Prism of light
Beaming our hearts
Pieces of fate
But not ours.
I believe in NOW
When I can feel you close
Smell the air enveloped in smoke
The way the wind plays with my hair
The way rivers flow.
While a lonely bridge
Brings lovers close.
There, my love,
Do you see?
We are joined
Never by a grand scheme of infinite links
But the link of an “And” that keeps us tied.
Like your hand in mine
AND nothing felt more infinite~