Forever; a short story
"so," you say, leaning forward over your steaming coffee
it spreads around your face, freckles nearly invisible
i remember when they were dark and beautiful
but you're even more so, now, as you go on,
"so, this is my soul" you say casually
and i have to ask you to repeat yourself
spread out photographs that connect at each end
i wonder the expense of every ounce of faery dust you used
how much did you lose?
for these treasured items, a train of constellations in our eyes
smiles, freckles, memories
zodiacs pass us by
"so," you say, leaning back and picking up the styrofoam, warm --
coffee lines your lips momentarily then disappears
swirling somewhere i cannot see, past your paled features
as you resituate to sit on one leg, your tallness surprises me
you've grown, as have the depth in your ridiculously gray eyes
"so, i have to tell you,"
we were running through freezing cold sand
traction between our toes, but soft like a plush toy
the ocean raced beside us -- towards us
but our fleeting feet escaped its needy hands
to me, the ocean was yourself, but to you, you said
"you wouldn't understand,"
and laid it out before me
the names, freckles, smiles, and games
the assets that create our orbits around each other
long then close, but never entwined
so, i say, hair whisping on my cheeks
the map of your bones is so old and long,
i trace my fingers around them and up to your fiery red hair
you exhale stars into my field of vision
and the last thing i hear
is your lulling voice
you say, "until next time"
and i understand
i will go and you will go on, forever
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I officially dub myself the Queen of Vague.
This is a human and a non-human relationship. I'm not sure what it is, but I'm thinking Death or some sort of angel or higher being or a faery or something. Not sure.
I actually wrote this several months ago, but didn't know how to end it. After going through my documents, I found it again, and finished it up.
I really quite like it. :O