embroidered into the souls . that were always made to love

I know I am miles away , but trust me when I say

I'm here

waiting patiently . until my fingertips can get lost against the tapestry

of your stars,

sinking into the skin and the warmth

I have been missing for millenniums, it seems

a blended kaleidoscope of countless lives

each one speaking of misplaced fragments of you,

painted in colors reflecting so well the light of your eyes

golden brown galaxies,

that have now settled in the form of soft whispers

in the complicated structure of my lungs,

so masterfully moving the red ribbon of fate

between the ribs

that only used to know ice

and now with gentle embers in the form of the winter sun,

resting so vulnerably

in the palm of my hands

a heart put together with careful threads,

stitched and seamed with silver linings, steady iron, and cotton dreams

I know I am miles away , but trust me when I say

I'm here