you can live a dream for awhile. i guess i just thought it would last forever. but here we are. you surrounded by armour, me under lit pagodas. the guizhou mountains laid with lights, blinking like my eyes in the authenticity of this pain.
cast-open wood windows, let in the scent of jasmine and the smell of the cesuo on a coming summer night; the wuyang waters glimmering like liquid crystal in shades of LED. people are ants, cells, tiny on a riverside footpath eating their suanla yutang out of simmering street pots.
all the advice says my heart shouldn’t be broken right now:
get up soldier.
stand and be a goddess.
own your power, love.
you are a being of light.
i came from the pleiades, andromeda – indigo girl in three dimensions, alien, healer, yinyang.
you came from the dog star – indigo boy in three dimensions, druid, mystic, green man.
somewhere behind the swaying red lanterns and near-distant pitch of street karaoke, a train rattles on raised tracks. and there, the universe always brings you back to me. escape, purge, go to the far side of the world. it’s still you on my astral plane.
i drink wine and channel li bai under the pink moon. so many before, maybe they come after, and we put this cycle on repeat until we get it right.
twin flame; exquisite inseparability. you knew me forever, i know you always.
and now lightning – silent over the tea horse road, flashing the souls of qing officials and tang poets. and us, in this everlasting dance.
oh how the quiet breeze brings me to life in this body; again.