Landscapes

Big sky, big clouds or are they mountains
Taller than I’ve ever seen
Your voice so warm and alive
Through the window without a screen

Milky Way galaxies
Of dust in the sun
Feeling pressure to move on
Never knowing what went wrong

The glacier shapes the mountain
The rainfall shifts the river
The wind cuts the boulder
But this thought cuts me quicker

In what ways do we change like landscapes
Slowly, over time
Until who I see inside me,
I no longer recognize

Brief touch, quick kiss on the lips
Come on, let’s go for a ride
You joke, I laugh, you smile,
turn away before I sigh

Longing for a feeling deeper
than your hands on my skin
Wondering will we ever get back to
Do you remember when

The glacier shapes the mountain
The rainfall shifts the river
The wind cuts the boulder
But this thought cuts me quicker

In what ways do we change like landscapes
Slowly, over time
Until who you see inside me,
You no longer recognize

Loneliness shifts the spirit
Grief shapes the soul
Loss adjusts your vision
And heartache cuts through bone

In what ways do we change like landscapes
Slowly, over time
And in what ways does it all come crashing
To bury me alive