laying here with you

The storm which unsettles 

The lightning bolt 

The rearing thunder 

Holding each other's hand

Side by side, following the miles between

Where your feet bare?

 Your clothes were gone but the rain was there

The softer pattering

A feeling I'm sure I once knew

The slow cessation of the storm

Echo your footsteps

My cheeks are still drowning in saltwater

Always too short

It comes on days I forget my umbrella

Wishing for light, but closing blinds from orange beams

The headlights of summers heartbreak

A lapse of extremes

A swan song

Multiple endings with no resolution

Seasons empty seasons

A love elapsed with an aging mind

Tracing pavements where my feet aren’t unsure

Dark and wet, light and dry

If the storm sleeps, my cries climb along the glass

Its silence; heavier than a heartbeat

Sometimes the bad dreams spill over

They found me

Heart choking on damp ivy branches 

From roses, you picked before

Planted  to a tree; I once climbed

The one that taught me how hard it is to fall

Without grazing knees

Where time cannot creep or crawl

Knees unscraped,  branches and weeds,

I hung on, hugging its trunk

Knowing I would stay after all of this

Knowing that the tree will soon die

If I was to tug or tie my rope too tight

It kissed me until I rotted too,

Reaching for me with its roots,

Like a heart screaming at a closed door

Attached; Unattached

The sweet unsettling 

Of a trodden-dampened ending

Where fire meets flame 

 That cannot outlive the rain

And a soul, who love, will never meet again.