Modern Romanticism

Stray from those lost words,
as you weren’t asking for confusion
to keep you circumventing.

I am traveling across this bridge
to unify you with infinity.
I am walking across these waters,
holding hands with thin air,
hoping you will come up.

Run far from your stranded space,
because you were never asking
for me to keep you moving.

I walk, without letting go
of memories within this light.
While darkness trails,
life remains a thin barrier
between us, and a slumbering,
loving eclipse.

Drowned in those splashes
of dark, against a ship
that sails for a setting year
on an ocean of mutual tears.