Transcendence

We meet and sparks ignite,

The pressure throttles us, spinning apart,

Leaving only a tenuous thread

To find one another again

Unsure, hesitant, a little broken each time

First was silence and peace and comfort in the dark

Naive rationale and schooled denial screaming against

Every heartbeat that rushed to the wrong place

Better explanations for sleepless nights

And more sleep than I'd known in years.

Between was fire and sand and gravel on soft canvas

A raw, aching need I couldn't wouldn't express

A wound of my own making

Tearing

Ripping

Clawing

Kneading

The edges wider, wetter

With every cast aside thought

Every phone call full without the words I wanted needed to say

Second came waves of screaming and desperation and comfort in the light

Parched souls trying to slake the burn by drowning each other in touch

Shredded fingers molding together

As though the contact alone would stitch together the wounds

Plans and promises made

With no intention of keeping

Stories we told ourselves for sanity’s sake

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Nothing more

Between was black and bottomless and cold

Thoughts and smiles like far off stars in the void

Bringing light and beauty without the warmth of a nearby sun.

Drifting

Painless but suffocating

Shock

Brain shutting down

Eventually, between was a new sun

And a loving moon

Touches not desperate or afraid

Hesitant but healing

The day's glow and night's flame growing...

Clarity

Righteous fury

Deeper empathy

Anchor

With their proximity

Now is knowing and loving and comfort in reaching

Sentimentality and serenity and home

Patience due to desire