Here to There to You

A hand to see. An eye to touch
To miss the one I’ll miss her from
An airport’s terminal repent
In warm beer left in empty tents
When miles from you the days they inch
They hold me in their tightened clinch
The world gets stranger in my head
We are poems written but never read
Now that there’s nothing left to prove
I’ll take a single step
From here to there to you
A face that dreams, a heart that thrums
The voice is weak, but the voice is young
A sweet as sugar from a tree
An elbow, finger, or a knee
Now that there’s nothing left to prove
I’ll take a single step
From here to there to you
Love like a fevered lullabye
A star blinking in the summer sky
Without it there, we’re an empty universe
Shuttered skies. Poets dreaded. Beauty cursed
The snow that falls and wets your face
That pulls me to the deepest space
Of blood and oxygen and sweat
Down the salt river of your neck