Yet to shine

the sun has yet to shine can she see a smile filtering through

lilting notes over the breeze do they whisper the sound of his tread

the calm of the sea.. the peace in her heart

do they all speak of his presence in the racing heartbeats 

who is she missing

Her presence in his life make things better or worse.. ephemeral strings.. 

the reflection in the mirror barely does justice to the person standing there..

in this niche.. 

this avalon they have 

made for themselves.. 

every moment they live there nearly.. 

for their thoughts are rarely separated.. 

this is their world 

and if they call it a fantasy 

why is the hurt so real.. 

maybe their realities are different.. 

the earth round the sun.. 

the moon round the earth.. but..

feels like her mind has come to a standstill

Her heart holds only him.. 

life moves away from that moment

where it stopped for her.. 

and she just wants to curl up and sleep

one moment life feels so full.. no room for anything more

till they find another dimension achingly beautiful..

exquisitely painful.. and they only move on.. 'with' it..

when we throw up all these walls protecting ourselves

we just end up 'barricading' something within..

letting someone in.. brings it's own set of vulnerability..

cleansing.. ache.. the trust the gratitude.. the touch itself an unnamed yearning

and hurting.. love overflows in a pool of emotions

stranger to that corner of our heart or floods our Being

in a touch so familiar it hurts...