Try as I might to
lift these weights of the past
to look ahead
to
lightness
to falling up
a likeness
to smiles like skylines
and bright eyes.
A set of limbs that welcome home.
To distance
measured in minutes
not weeks
or messages held in palm.
It's been a long time coming
from end to end.
Ends meet
we arrive somewhere in
between.
I raced to the airport
for a kiss like catharsis.
He put words in my mouth
and thoughts in my head,
brought down his own creation.
Make me no promises.
Put forth words into action,
or render useless.
The truth is
I've been waiting
for you to let the light in.
Where we meet is
where the lightness begins.
