Yearning

For the long haul through the dark

Trading the verses of a love song

As night slips away

Through hands clasped and complete

–

Soaring above

The lush forests of our lives

Of our time

Never tiring of the harmonies below

–

Spiraling through our lost years   

Blurred together and blinded  

We lose our old selves

On this heartsick voyage

–

Crawling in vain

To each other’s dying sparks

As the weight of our worlds

Hold us firmly in place