Hold

There's no need to rush.

We're all just waiting.

Another World

The air shook, and

he swayed through

the emptiness he left

where they had once

stood close together.

The air hummed, and

his heart rang out to

the same frequencies

that took their shapes

on wearied stations.

The air howled, and

he stayed at arm's length,

Kissing shadows in

the louder silences

dancing in the dark.

The air wept, and

he turned one last time,

And said "darling,

Don't cry. This isn't

meant to be

our last goodbye."