Beams (Randyjw; April 28, 2017)


Thoughts of you occupy my being and soul

In every day and every hour,

In every ray and every flower

and take me over completely whole


I can do nothing else but feel the merge

that you’ve astrally travelled to fill my vessel

with the eternal essence of your soul

this evening, internally, as your weight settled close by my bones

transported by satellite telepathy across mere electrons through their nodes


Sometimes, you feel like a light touch

with me when I need, yet freely leaving as you please

I said, “please… don’t go…”; but I felt that you did and then were

slowly sliding away, and it was okay,

as it is a special thing, which only certain two can share

for that moment, which can stand in time,

will be its own testament to what was then,

what will eternally be,

and what might never repeat again.


It is; it was; and that is all that really matters —

this circle of life, and atoms, and hearts that shatter continually, and often, together.



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