tunneling

blue words in blue eyes    
maps on how to realize    
holding tight    
no need to hide    
myself from    
this    
i caught your face    
burrowed in cotton threads    
pillowing your wondrous head    
picturing the day you left    
   
seeking through the self within    
are these pictures to last me    
from the moments in between    
so often serene    
they bring me    
back to me    
   
in the fluid thats contagious    
left aching for ages    
seeking in the amazement    
of what was left    
in heart’s basements    
   
wounded and shone    
these moments drawn    
inside a crazed dawn    
taking back the days that have    
clawed    
at your very aching    
as worlds went shaking    
   
in the door left open    
running for just a moment