somewhere between the trojan war and the
city of athens, there was you and i.
the two of us began whisked away by a single wish,
pure blue light, pale rose lips, coruscating and twinkling,
full of azure oblivion--
you and i began with fingertips grazing the edge of existence
perhaps we had met lifetimes ago, because when i'm
with you, it's comfortable. when i'm with you, it feels
like home. perhaps in another life, i had loved you
just as i do now
there is a place where you and i would travel to,
a place only the two of us know, far from prying eyes,
far from reality's hold. the two of us are each other's
escape. you are my city behind the stars.
you and i live through dreams, through memories of
lives long lost. in a memory, i have held your hand,
i have seen the cuts that dot your fingers. i have loved
you through and through. in this memory, i have danced
that terrible dance with you once more
athena, my dear, you and i are a prophecy worth telling,
you and i are a legend worth beholding
one day you and i will light candles in rome,
and smell the sweet air of the votives
My dearest Athena, this one goes out to you.
Who would've thought that one comment I made on your first piece all those months ago would lead us to this moment? You are certainly one of the sweetest people I've ever met and our conversations never cease to make me smile. Not only are you a kind soul, but you are a brilliant writer. Your pieces never cease to make me swoon and feel a little giddy even. I am beyond glad to have met you, to have laughed and smiled behind the screen with you, to be a person to call your friend. You mean the world to me and I hope our friendship lasts for the longest of time. Sweetie, dearie, hon, you've carved a special place in my heart.