meteor storms

When I look down at your face I
get this sense of loneliness
eyes are closed, breathing paced
right beside me with such distance, you
lay beside me, touch me, warm
but I can't feel your energy
and in my eyes there is a storm
held back only with a bravery, which
threatens to erase, incinerate
anything that dares come near
this tempest comes and goes in waves
bursting, thirsting, full of fear, but
as I look on through the gale
a trailing glimmer lights the sky
the squall is now so strongly paled
by memories of hearts on high, and
though a scar has been undug
I know your hands, their healing touch;
tenderly the ache is calmed
as I remember: we are us, who
couldn't help but fall in love
when climbing, conquering our mountains
we have touched the stars above
as they connected Earth to Heaven.

momentum

"I'm going somewhere," she says,
voice strong, definitive.
"Of this one thing I'm certain:
my path is for the best."
Momentum keeps her going
lifting her to flight.
Behind her, the cold morning,
ahead her, arms of night.
Her voice so clear, it echoes
across unmapped terrain.
This path before once frozen,
now clean and left unstained.
All failures have been learned from
though the future's left unknown.
Tomorrow she'll be fighting,
quickly abandoning her foes.
Each day is full of meaning
of some knowledge new to gain.
Her mind stretches its borders;
she dances through the rain.
Shouting her excitement,
she jumps up, spreads her arms.
Though once her heart was rotting,
now conviction is the storm.