The Secret History of The Light In Us

by Morgan Martinez

The light of you
is so soft
I can see
your headlights
from a mile away.
The light of you
the light of me,
floating.
Imagine this
softly,
I meet you again.
Somewhere.
Softly,
carrying you with me,
Imagine this.
softly,
never being without you
again.
The light of you
the light of me,
moving through
dimensions of I miss you
and accepting
without you,
somewhere,
softly,
I meet you again.