familiarly lost

Ms. Wes C.addle

We were angels those days, reckless yet restrained
neither of us ever feeling so alive
closing our eyes to see one another's dreams
late nights, early mornings

Those words spoken, actions seen
a mirror that can never be mended
we danced among that broken glass
untouchable
living in innocent breaths

Feeling eachother's soul within our first embrace
it all seemed too impossible
yet felt perfect
as if the galaxies painted this story in the skies
we were there
both of us



but I never left