I Return

I am returning

from the grounds of postrate..

where your lifting high
 

looms me about the shadowy world

where there I lived

within the worn parameters

of the blue and grey

meshing its darks of day....

that is where I laid frozen gazed
 

turned away towards clouds

casting its somber deposition

I felt the earth shift me unbalanced,
 

until I fell

into a dream of melancholic drift,

gliding on depths of lost words

I mocked the tries of my heart

and disbelieved

But you believed, didn't you..

as the last lonely hope

swimming in the last warmth

of my soul

igniting me ablaze

I feel you plead my will

in the pull of your arms..

as flesh turns limber,

tired from resistance,

I drown in an ease

of warm surrender

and I return.