I walk the streets
of your voice
in luxuriant languor
rush the lavender curbs
stroll the edges of your
smile in
crease-less weight
like the gravity of
sapphire is boundless
in its depth, I am
foretold by your light
in shadows, in
the fervent history of
our time
your eyes an escape to blue
you are an anthem
to my heart,
my steps a journey
to your songs of Life …

© K. James Ribble