SoulReserve

The Verses that Chase a Storm

The stars flutter,
like paper lanterns,
stuck to the night sky;
And sometimes,
we meet in secret,
between the spaces in our verses,

I live waiting in a moment,
night after night,
imagining and re-imagining,
our coming together;
After the words,
swirling,
spinning,
in the wind,
get caught and fall,
into my hands;

I don’t know what it means, at all,
only this,
that there is a truth,
in the feeling;
And in trying, I am being,
swept,
into the eye of a storm.

© soulreserve 2015

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