1: I give her a kiss on the cheek. It makes me feel less real.
2:
You feel the warmth of her skin on yours, around
your lips.
3:
She listens to
the sound your lips make on her cheek.
1:
I am anxious,
I want to linger upon you, but you are unready.
4:
There is an invisible distance
between them that feels solid and glassy.
2: You wonder how it feels.
3:
She has her
eyes closed. Now they open, she has blue-green eyes.
1: I take in her eyes and the sea in one breath.
2:
With the sun setting, the sea is
a dark blue-green. In the future you associate this colour with magic.
4:
At least, in
this moment, this is how he feels about the colour.
1:
There is also the potential that
I will forget this colour. And replace it.
3:
Her skin is
supple, porous. Her open eyes are now finding your face.
1:
The right side of her face
is in the fading light. The left half of my face must be in the fading
light. The right side of her face is
burning. I wonder
if my face is burning.
3: This is moving too quickly.
2: But you have so much time.
4: He looks into the blacks of her eyes.
2: This is a mistake.
3: She can see straight through you.
1: My blood burns.
4: He feels his head fill with ash.
3: She keeps looking through you.
1:
I see the
waters behind her dance into circles of black.
4: The clouds begin to rush like blood to a wound.
2: A great blackness fills you.
1:
I can’t see beyond
her face. Everything is different shades of black.
3: She keeps looking through you.
4:
They feel the motion of the water
beneath them. Waiting to clothe them. They can feel the wind chase
itself
between their faces.
2: But you cannot hear a thing.
3:
And in this
time where everything is silent there is nothing to say.
1:
In an instant of absence I
decide to stare back. Now she comes to me.
2: You hear the water crush the rocks below you.
4: The clouds spin into themselves.
3:
A clear blue-green returns
to the sea. The sun falls as she throws herself.