Poem: Bending Light

[mayamaia]

I want to go for walks with you
Into the stranger night
Where stars whirl about their future selves
Touching remotely, unknowing, what they will become
Their maddened dance shining rose-shifted upon our silvered path

I want our steps to echo our words unsaid
Our pauses and sighs spelling our solace in sensory scripts
The wafts of warmth from our proximity painting our portraits
Softly over the gessoed canvas of cloth covered skin

I want to look back through the lens of bubbled space
Finding this star in its youth
The first light of ignition hooked about and returned to its children
Walking in parallel
One meeting and knowing and loving the other
Never known by her past