the world could only end
without you here
where mountains slow surrender
to the ceaseless seas’ entreaty
beneath the spired redwoods
breaching lucent skies alluring
through arid valleys of toiling sun
stretching long onto the virid shores
where first i held you
this land will hold our untold memories
as time permits their essence
in a distant realm of consciousness
we manifest as things once precious
i know that there could be no other way
despite the days adrift
inside abysses of solemnity
the twilight of your kiss cerise
still faults the earthen sheath
[image credit: Rockwell Kent]
