Speed of Light

Two liquid people, flowing over chocolate seas toward a Narnian island, hands joined loosely, smiling into a transparent glowing sunset offering clear open skies…

         Never trust a stranger. You break it you buy it.

Warmth of sun heating already warm hearts on a utopian journey while gentle waves smooth worries, memories, and histories. Fingers caress and drift. Blue and grey portals connect two amber souls.

         Schedules. Suits. Airports.

A place beyond the Great Sea, loving anytime and anyway they like, just beyond the horizon of gold and red. Everyone and no one see mouths meet impossibly and inevitably, reaching and inhaling.

         Rules. Politics. Affairs.

Time sighs erratically over a fantasy that is never and always real, where embraces come easy, judgments come hard, and people are simply people. Where individuals blend.

         Too far. Too near. Too attached.


         Still . . . two