Ocean—
Sky—
Fading into one.
Stars crashing at my feet.
Shinng brilliance—extinguished.
Each time I return the sky grows darker—your place empty by my side.
Naught can fill the void.
Past in the dark—fading.
Present illuminated—sterile.
I gather courage, make a leap, to swim among the stars once more.
Rush, I feel—take my breath.
Wind surrounds me—howl of death.
Just when I think the peak's in sight,
I fall...
and fall...
and fall...
and fall...
I missed reading your poetry! c:
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