Airwaves crackle with restless energy
The static of hungry expectation
The length of never stretches on and on…

Waiting,
For the elastic to snap
Waiting,
For you to surge back to me

Beat upon beat of imagined whispers
Time upon moments, radio silence
A heartbeat murmurs, I crave you always

I wait,
And I dream of a phantom
You wait,
and the dream is unending

You said never, but I hear the pin drop
I can hear atoms part as you tumble
Falling towards me, echo resounding

Reaching,
I lean out across eons
Catch me?
And the silence continues.

All Rights Reserved -Alicia Fitton 2016

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