Oh, another night rolling slowly by
as those lilting notes, cascading and
riotous, comfort the limbs pacing hard
inside those clouds resembling my dreams
far above the blackened sky.

I cannot hope to dry your tears as they drop
against my chest and wet my welcome skin and
stare at us both with their eyes: glistening and knowing
as I smell your day-stained hair and hold your heavy head
with mine, “we’re fine” we say.

And as the hours pass, unfairly by
we wallow in drink-fueled misery
bound by blinding ecstasy: we dance together
building an ice-bricked castle,
we write, and laugh and die together.

A million miles drawn with our eyes,
tied by letters, our words to navigate
us through our soul-binding exhaustion
brought on by those minutes that escape control:
we clutch to a truth that can never be found

and,
as I smell your day-stained hair and hold your heavy head
with mine, “we’re fine” we say.