Within Infinite Winds
"Loved from a Distance, Closely"
I think my new favorite time
lives inside a post-stormy sky
when the day’s definitely gone
but it’s still not night
not quite
because there’s still this
shy
subtle
layer of light
woven into opaque curtains made of fog and fizzled fright
whose breaths seem to swim away rust as orange dew
dripping dizzily with lust down deep into
the atmosphere it’s inevitably exposed to
together seeming both to bleed melancholic dusts
which drift
with wind and water washing down my dreams
prompted by prophesied destinies
is it bright or dull
is it fast or do
the clouds all move still within it
steadily
or something
as if traveling on treadmills made of wind and time
mixed with sand picked up from shores passed by
loved from a distance, closely
in some sort of fourth dimensional space or flight
I don’t think it’s Poseidon
who plans to ultimately
wash away all of my home’s house made memories
currently I’m out on the balcony
listening over to my left
the singing of a storm who’s now approaching me
toward the sound a crowd of clouds
is bounding peripherally
to gather round the rising roar
projecting the sky’s anxiety
there have been songs lost to my mind
while I’ve been high neglecting life
but I hope of them the sweetest line
rebuilds slowly for my eyes
so I’ll be sure to preserve my light
and all the love that locks my sight
for which I hope happy songs inside
fight through stressful notes and strife
facing entropy to get to me
I hope there’s more than just infinity
Copyright © 2018, Kira Stevens
About the Creator
Kira Stevens
Poet / Artist / Creative Enthusiast
website: words4food.com
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