Fair of Eye and Fiery-Souled
The heart only loves once and it only longs for one alone. When that is gone all that follows is epitaph, love made from memory of love, love made from what was good about love, love restrained at the edge of that limitless fall. No one looks into that abyss, fair of eye, fiery-souled and fearless, ever again.
Scent and Sun and Salt
Of you, more than the things I have seen, it is the taste in my mouth, the scent of sun and salt on your skin, and your name, the sound of your name, speaking it just to hear it. This is how I prayed, when I prayed to you.
It is a sad thing to be reduced by worry to paralysis, then set aside to bide the end in silence and loneliness. This is the law of the illimitable: That the one should rule, but that the other should own. This is the balance between us, and this is the only justice.
Steve Passey, a multiple Pushcart Nominee, is from Southern Alberta. He is the author of the collection Forty-Five Minutes of Unstoppable Rock (Tortoise books), and the Novella Starseed (Seventh Terrace Books) and many other individual things. You can reach him on twitter @SuperHeavy666.