I know things,
Certainties that stretch far
Beyond wondering.

It was never “if”
I'd hold your hand,
I knew I’d be there,
That if we’d sleep on it,
The dreams, once had,
Would come to pass.

But some ingredient
In the mix of our magic
Negated reality,
Caused the equation
To subtract for “x”
So that both sides
Would equal zero.

Zero as it imitated nothing;
Zero as it personified infinity.

Zero that meant
All those tomorrows
Would never show up
With both of us on
One side or the other.

I circled above it.

I saw it
From every angle.

And I could see
A desolate road for two -
Empty hands, unheld.

And I could see
A miserable journey for one -
Empty hands, unheld.

So I flew, far
From that place,
Until the colors appeared
Vibrant once again;
And lilies waved fragrant
On a sweet wind.

I found me,
Laughing with myself,
Radiant smiles
Against a backdrop
Of receding darkness.

And I forgot brokenness;
Allowing pretense to fall
Into a new ocean.

And I walked barefoot
In the white sands
And clear, blue waters.

12/03/2011