Claps of thunder
have been heavy lately
like giant rocks
rolling on my shoulders.
What little respite
taken away
at daybreak
when I bleed
from the littlest pricks,
crying tears stemming
from a bottomless well,
cold,
unforgiving
of my one misstep
at its brim.
And its walls
begin to close,
halted only
by the light of your smile
searing the darkness,
parting
the fast approaching doom
from either side of me.
Like a staircase
beaming from the temples
of the goddesses
in the stars,
sparkling
with the beauty
of your heart.
Hide me
in the comfort
of your arms,
my one remaining solace
from this deluge of sorrow
devouring all
but the promise of the day
I will hold you again,
back
in our garden of dreams
where dawn peeks
at the beginning
of each hour
I am in your arms
and you are in mine.
Staircase From the Temples in the Stars
July 19, 2022
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