Linea Dividens

Further this time, 

there’s a tapestry of common threads nonetheless.

Your eyes hold pools of honey,

the overflow of thoughts from behind. 

The glow of your smile, honey,

Sticks in the crooks of my mind. 

As cool dusk falls to night

Sticks to the rhythm of time. 

So spin me 'round and 'round this dance floor

'Till the blurring of the lights

Seems so much closer to us

Than this dividing line.

If we can’t find the words to speak,

Just slide your hand in mine.

You’ll silence every quiet doubt

relentless on my mind. 

Closer this time,

maybe our hearts will float up to shore. 

Your eyes hold waves so salty,

the overflow of words from your soul.

The power of your mind, dear-

So powerful, clear, and right.

As oceans break the horizon

Tides roll to the rhythm of time.

~B.N.