Wanderer

it's ice blue

it's thick as trust

it's thin as sunglasses at night

it's the incandescent indescribable beauty of you,

of the beautiful soul you are.

a swirling ball of pure white light

radiating unadulterated love

a placeless life

but a gorgeous serenity.

"you'll crush me" you told me

i'm not sure i would

and as i hold you now,

i feel the beams of crystalline comfort,

and glorious mornings,

and peaceful war,

and all the brilliance

and the emptiness of the universe,

just bouncing and gleaming in my hand.

gently cupped and warmly kept

as i stare over who you used to be,

and gaze unto the darkness

the glittering specter of the future

and the sun bleached hope,

of getting to see you again.

beautiful rambler, rover

i won't let you go.

a century

and the fruit-bearing inky blackness of infinity 

cannot separate us.

i will love you till the end of time,

and all will be icy blue again.

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