Light burst from darkness.
And spilled everywhere like so many little gems of everything.
The sound a cosmic slap; blew up and out and over and down;
Burst, ruptured, exploded joyous
And light running out, accelerating.
Light, then you; light, and breath and sounds, then touch
The spark in your eyes as you walked toward me, the glitter dazzling; the static of your skin, friction to warmth.
And blew us over. Rained on us, soaked us in the questions of uncertainty, clues to be puzzled, probed, tasted, thrilled.
NO you can not be gone
Be gone. Can not be gone. Can not.
Light burst; flowed past
Filled the dark.
Left voids, swirling sucking voids
That darkness filled.
Stole sounds, left empty air
Took words and voices
Took words and voices to fill distant voids with cries no one can hear;
Voids wrapped, walled in bruised hearts, wrapped twice, thrice so no sound or light escapes.
The sounds of tearing
The sound of breaking apart
Left a hole.
Left a hole with nothing but crushing vacuums
Where we hold to our silences alone.