SoulReserve

October nights

we are like
dispersed dreams,
iridescent, floating
spinning in our own galaxies.
soft for each other
like these quiet
October nights that only
grow warmer.
scented with desire –
that has outgrown the heart,
that has leapt out
and found purpose
inside stillness, growing
anything but still.
knowing we’ll find each other
through the fog.
dreaming we’ll be holding
each other’s faces
when the mist lifts.

© SoulReserve 2020

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