Between Here and There

I cling to a distant echo;

a whisper in thin air

and consider your love my destiny.

It's more than pain;

it's a crushing grief,

the weight of a strange love

bigger than myself

never denied or forgotten.

I battle illusive forces

for an inner balance I've lost.

The shreds of you I hold onto

are no longer realistic,

but are forever interwoven

with the threads of who I am.

All I can do is sleep;

Embrace the poverty of my soul

and sleep,

"perchance to dream"
of only one man

and he is still you.

You battled fire, water, wind, and earth

and stood steadfast;

a rampant conquering lion.

but now

a shadow falls

across anxious features;

your desperation barely hidden.

Is it time's wheel you fear,

my sweet and noble knight?

Doubt is not flatteringly

worn on your mighty shoulders

or in the depth of your eyes

even though you smile.

Your past and I aren't there

to wipe the fear away,

or steer you clear of cobwebs

and stumbling stones.

Misplaced choices,

even misread,

are permanently etched

between here and there.

This is my own doubt

that I wear beneath my smile;

the shadow in the depth of my eyes.

© 2011 C. Harter Amos