Eventider

You are the horizon where longing meets infinity.

The storms I survive all carry your scent in their rain.

Your absence is the only shadow long enough to darken the sun.

Your laughter stitches the frayed edges of my dusk.

You are the watermark on every page of my existence.

Even the moon loses its compass tracing the glimmer of your remembered grace.

I dwell in the architecture of the calligraphy of your name.

I have reversed my exile looking at your gracefully ruinous smile

And suddenly it was July the sidewalk was cracking under the sun’s weight popsicle juice dried in sticky lines cicadas buzzed in the oaks loud and endlessly the unlocatable radio played one of the less popular Bon Jovi songs clothes stiffened on the line jeans pairs danced very subtly like method actors cosplaying clowns a child was running with a lid-less jar in hopes for catching the fireflies but the light did not dim by then the nearly empty fridge gave a whir that only a friend over the phone noticed a beer bottle sweated on the shelf the window inhaled a rare mix of charcoal smoke and bug spray a sprinkler clicked on dry grass and the year leaned forward already biased towards August

I blink and the universe realigns to your silhouette.

Her eyelids hid poems of deathless sorrows, you can’t possibly read them on her lips.

Your laughter is a river I wade into, letting its current rewrite my bone marrows into melodies.

I could envision the oceans burning in the twilight colored flame and that’s how I knew there couldn’t be a better match for me than you.

The cadence of her arcane harmonies susurrates like the melodic enchantment a dreaming mermaid, shipwrecking thoughts on the shores of velvet rhapsody.

You entered like a prophecy wrapped in petals and I, the cynic, bloomed like a true believer.

When your lullabies restored the fault lines of my becoming, the tremors turned to tenderness of unspoken grace.

Your love shattered me not like glass but like the scintillating downfall of ice meeting spring.