Distance – Page 81

Memories of you
Follow closely, taunting me
With what might have been

Dusk in the forest
Eerie tendrils of blue light
Draw me in deeper

We walk the worn paths
Of an unexplored landscape
The first of many

Heat searing the dunes
Visions of water beckon
Far in the distance.

Weightless in the sky
The rim of a silver cup
Spilling out the night

Dancing on the road
Windblown veils of white ribbon
As the snowfall starts

I caught your eye then
I glanced down at my cell phone
And you kept walking

Rivers of blacktop
Streaming towards infinity
But going nowhere.