earth;

summer lives in your skin & i want to make my home there
sliced open without the desperation of your breath on my lips
or the taste of your soul against mine
memories of us cloud my senses in shades of you.. you.. you

your voice begins with autumn & the echoes resonate
spreading out until it fades & collides with the gravel of space
reverberating particles of our shared spirits into the timeline of the universe
it was supposed to be too big to handle but somehow.. we fit

winter became your heart & it started slow & it started with complete invisibility
war is launched with reasoning, i could not & would not see it
darkness took the light & made a modicum fracture for shadow to seep through
scintillating, it was a homing beacon to ignore less i burned from staring too long

they said your eyes reflected spring & i came to realize it was closer to impersonation
three-hundred-sixty-five days of you still twinkled in the back of my mind & the vapors of your touch caressed me as i dreamed & they say spring is the season of beginnings

summer lives in your skin & i want to make my home there
sliced open without the desperation of your breath on my lips
or the taste of your soul against mine
memories of us cloud my senses in shades of you.. you..

you were the earth until you diminished into eternity