Looking up

 Walking the endless back streets

Remembering

The slight imprints

In your eyes

And the levels

Of the dark

Pull me under 

Breathless

Your wry smiles

Over the small things

Daydreaming clouds

Even with the distance

Between us

You'll tell me

To live a life worth living

But I

Fall so easily into silence

Holding hands

As though there is no other warmth

And I watch with seeking eyes

As you look up...