without end

on the edge of
the mattress,
toes tap on the floor
to a rhythm
syncing in and out
of his head
on the bright
defiant comet’s tail

obliterated…
passing between
him and the sun,
pieces of Earth,
tiny grains of sand,
he counts, one for
every moment he
spends thinking of you

a timeless, loving,
task without end

— GB

Advertisements

2 thoughts on “without end

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s