Our hearts whispered inaudible words,
reaching the depths of all we were;
my heart was yours
and yours was mine.
We touched violently upon the hands of our futures
with just one look,
not knowing what it held,
but we couldn’t stop the rush to us.
Instinctually, we grasped and vowed
to never let go.
Sometimes I wonder if our souls knew
more than we –
it all happened so fast.
Now, I am here without you,
so fully aware that you,
are a part of me,
etched into my skin,
quaking in the vessels of my heart,
a rainless thunder in the depths of my soul,
aching in every ounce
© 2012 Dana Renee’ Billingsley