Flying into the storm

The sun sets but day only reluctantly gives ground 

Those I need are embraced by darkness before I am

So I hold to this light 

Because I know it touched them as I am unable 

But, do they read this, know that my desire seen is but the smoldering ash cone of a volcano hidden beneath the waves. 

Duskly dying

Last gasp of day
Giving itself to the moon
A long held friend
Bound for simpler things
Without a compass
Or business plan
Guided by a heart
Full of love
And pain

Layers

Each strata leads deeper
Each mystery a step
Down the rabbit hole
Until we stand
Secrets laid bare

I
And You