Distance

I’ll be honest,
Some days my cheeks do not rise towards the sky
My lips do not follow effortless pursuit.
There are nights
My body doesn’t stop reaching
My limbs climb to you in a desperate quest.
There are mornings
My eyes open in a salty ocean
My mind drowns until the afternoon sun.

But there will be moments
When you are by my side.

I’ll be honest,
Those days my cheeks will meet crinkles by my eyes
My lips will find yours through your graceful route.
Those are nights
My body will be breathing
My limbs will find themselves wrapped around your chest.
Those are mornings
My eyes open the green of your amen
My mind swims until the afternoon sun.