For Mouse, with hope…

Reach

Sleep comes slow and I let go,

Tumbling drifting into sugar-coated candy floss.

I’m with you with me with 

US

In a world where logic applies and gravity still functions as it should

With you

Making a new meal or trying a new wine or sharing shower coffee

Touching you

On the beach, leaving impermanent footprints and indelible memories

Holding you

In the graveyard of night when the fears and stresses overwhelm your delicate heart

Within you

As all the doubt and madness and pain and fear fall away in damp heat and connection and love

Loving you

With everything I am and everything I will or can ever be

Feeling you

In my arms as moonlit air sings over my chilled skin, offset by slumbering lilac-salt warmth and the swelling of my intact heart

And I awake

And turn to you to tell you where we’ve been while I slept

To brand gratitude and joy and love for you on the air in glyphs of flame

And I reach…

And reach…

Across time

I reach…

And reach

Across space, across distance, across words I left silent and words which should have died stillborn before they touched 

My tongue

My lips

The air

Your ears

I reach with a phantom limb I no longer possess

And the nightmare begins

Because I reach with

Because I reach for

What is no longer there

I cannot see you

I cannot touch you

I cannot hear you

And yet I keep reaching

Beyond the nightmare of your absence

Through the ghost of your lingering imprint on my soul

I keep reaching

And the tentacles of an infernal world

Reach for me

Entangle me in manacles of my own forging

Rip me below the placid cotton candy surface to that tortuous realm

Where you are NOT

And I reach

And I keep reaching

Because reaching,

Fighting my way back to the surface

Is my only surety that I still live.

And I struggle through the nightmare

With my one remaining arm

Fight my way to the moment 

When I fall grateful into my empty bed and

Sleep comes slow and I let go

Tumbling drifting into sugar-coated candy floss

I’m with you with me with

US

Still reaching

Because beyond Morpheus’s portal I am whole

And reaching makes a difference

Because you’re with me with you with

US

And the lost parts of me can touch

What is no longer there

And I reach…

And reach…

And reach…

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