Her smile has magic in it
…it heals the broken,
fills the longing pits
of an unbound heart;
searching for the dawn
on an ocean of nights
slipping into slow-motion—forever,
…wishing upon falling—stars: love.
We’ve supplicated to the shore:
stretch out your legs, run out to me
extend to us your arms, tether us—once more.
lend us the pull of the moon
illuminate the darkness of the tide
that sets us adrift.
May we find us;
may the dawn shed her tears for us
to comfort the soul—at the very least
until we are standing…
under the same sun—together again.
yet, until then
I will imagine
her magic—her smile.