Eternal Shores

Riding a bolt of lightning way up high,

Just high enough to drink the moonlit sky.

Can crash or fall or die or cry up here, 

But how barren a life without that fear. 

To me, the winds and waves whisper your name. 

Water and air won’t ever taste the same. 

Like an ice cream river, our songs are slow.

Your voice sounds soft and calm as winter’s snow. 

Why do we have to be six feet apart?

This world does not account for lovers’ hearts. 

I know the other worlds are much more kind.

Those worlds, I’ll look, and you and I, I’ll find.

Or just maybe we’ve met like this before.  

Our souls wash up upon eternal shores.