Nexus

- Betwixt: Phase II - Poem X -

Fable or truth, was it all just a guise?

Or did Heaven itself fall into our eyes?

Guide me to one who still speaks in our tongue,

I never thought we were too young

We weren’t born to be beasts, not yoked to plow,

I don’t want this time apart to fade our sacred vows

But all things collide, a promise, a prayer,

Just cause you stopped believing, doesn’t mean it was never there

Rare were your hands scarred with prose,

And rarer still was your voice that only I chose

I offered my thoughts like coins to a well,

I was born in silence, signaled by the tolling bell

When I die, will God finally speak?

I don’t want my religion to believe that divinity is weak 

I know great things can be done, I’ve seen skies turn from purple to blue,

I know this because he brought me to you

Each time I ask why I go to what I last said,

A five-minute voice message I left 

Our law was to never leave, we decreed,

At least, until you regained a need to be free

I rot when I rage, I hit myself where I stand,

There’s a part of me that hopes you’ll come back a changed man

But the road looks long for you and me,

I pray one day you’ll come looking after your time is free

If I came imploring, if I knelt where you stand,

Could I be your lamb? Could you unclench your hand?

So I searched for our truth in the curve of your palm,

Only to find a nexus of love and hesitant calm

Your eyes fluttering as you sleep,

I wonder if you still do the same; I’ve done so much work on my mental keep

Can I see you one more time under the moonlight?

We can play it like the old times, where we met at IHOP at midnight

Forget not the nexus where we once aligned,

Where hearts etched their vows into infinite time

I dream of forever—our names intertwined,

I dream of eternity, beyond fate and mind