Closing

Apropos of nothing, she stumbled in from the cold

The place was late, the mood was dark, the room was full

In her ardent eyes you could tell, a bigger meaning drove her soul

The same hand that parted the sea between us had pulled her out of hell

Smoke and mirrors, silhouettes in the shadows

The femme fatale in a film noir

Silk on leather, her polemic disguise 

Made the plangent music blare

I'm leaving, she said, as she leaned in, can I bum a light?

Like I was the only one in the bar,

That's a matter of perspective, I said, as I pulled her close,

There you are, here you go, is it far?

Snow

The streetlights made the endless comic cosmic darkness glow,

The night we strained to see twinkled stars, seeing only glittered snow.

We laid alone, on a snowy road, together just you and I,

Scared, I watched for cars, wondering what was out there, you watched the sky.

You mused about the meaning of our time forever fleeting,

Like the zen you feel in turbulence, your life before your eyes.

I said if we live like we are dying, won't we wonder where the time went,

You said yes, let's live like we are living, darling, time is on our side.

The blanket sound of silence kept our whispers from the streets,
You said you would live forever in that moment, if left to choose.
We laughed to tears of happiness, our secrets freezing on our cheeks,
As headlights ended our cosmic moment and we left for lesser truths.

Cartography

Studying the hills and the valleys

Studying the faces of cliffs

The way the light makes the mist a memory

The way the crevices take shape to lips

Memorizing the maps and the plans

These trips to the edges of Earth

Might all fall apart in my hands

If I can't get back to you first