Jump

Jump?

She tells me of him.
She tells me while slipping away down to the hollow roots waiting for change.

She tells me of him.
She tells me while biting on red where barely coherent words slip out unevenly.

She tells me of him.
She tells me while impatient thoughts turn our minds dance to a heart fully awake.

She tells me of him.
She tells me while scared to look a soul that bravely sh

She tells me of him.
She tells me while ears fill with with salt water

her gaze gives away the wailing with ears filled with siren wave

She is unaware of what awaits.
Still not knowing hurt will not always be the case.
I move forward to show her how the oneness of her and I could never be forgotten.
I show her where our monster lays.
I show her so that she may be ready.
I show her so these moments turned to memories may become steady.

He may be here now but I was her then and so I remind myself.

The tribulations plaguing our mind?
Give us love to create these words of divination.
The silently sobbing of our heart so full?
Are the tears we use to paint dreams over the painful coddling wool.
The of sirens wailing?
Lead us to laughter so full we fly along the edges of time forgetting all our failing.

With trembling feet we catch our breath goodbye for now we say to him, to the one who brought us face to face, the one known as death.