2 hours 38 minutes Static
By Angel Whelan
2 hours 38 minutes Static
Good morning my love,
I woke today still clutching the holocube
Its picture as clear as the memories we made
That night on the pier when I proposed,
Your caramel hair whipping across my face
As we kissed in the dark beneath the lighthouse.
A pleasant dream, that’s how they feel
Those memories of times before
The great expanse of space and time
Stretched out between us.
I hope you slept well too.
* * *
It’s afternoon now my sweet,
and I’m drinking a chocolate protein shake
While the steady flow of ice boulders spin
Like giant steppingstones below my ship.
They glisten and shine in the watery light
From the distant Sun, like the aquamarine
In your engagement ring, that we chose
In the antique mall on Crosby Street
So many moons ago.
Such greens and blues and crystalline
As clear as your eyes when you told me goodbye,
Shimmering with tears and love.
***
Goodnight my love,
It made my day to listen to your message
And hear the news from far off Earth.
How brightly you describe the parties,
How wonderful to know my mission is celebrated
Though I cannot be there by your side.
I focus on my work, but often my mind drifts to you
My beloved,
And the honeymoon on the Space station
Where we marveled at the tiny blue planet
That we call home.
Saturn has its own beauty, but lacks the softness
With its dusty hues and swirling storms.
Sleep well my dear, and dream of me,
As I’ll be dreaming of you.
About the Creator
Angel Whelan
Angel Whelan writes the kind of stories that once had her checking her closet each night, afraid to switch off the light.
Finalist in the Vocal Plus and Return of The Night Owl challenges.
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