Poem – “Love, through Dark Times” – Romance – 6/25/2020

Did we die well
In the passing Hell,
By love that was hurled from our hearts
To the emptied streets?
Street lights pass us
Without our motioning forward
Through the time that constitutes death
Upon its bleak shoulders.

We were dreamers
Loving the sails more than the waters.
For it was the ocean that drowned us,
Sunk us
Beneath the stars and moon,
Colliding light with darkness.
Like when we reached bottom,
Like when we flooded the rooms of our sighs.

I still see the blue
For the skies,
The terrors of our minds
For our beauties.

I see
What we plea for,
In hopes, to survive,
In want, to arrive.