Open the door to the stars and lead me.
Jagged dark, the backdrop to moonlit points on restless waters.
Twinkle, lightyears away, our breath frosting in the void.
I am clawing for locks and keys and the respite of the shining light …in your hollows,
in your center.
Rainbow auroras, the swipe swirl of fingers,
and lips whispering of faraway places in the sky.
The Faraway
